Dear Atticus,
I am in denial that in one month you are turning one. Time has gone so much faster with you than it did with your brother. On one hand that makes me sad and on the other I am so ready for the next stage.
You are a handful but I mean that in the best way. You want to be carried around and never left behind. When you are being independent it is mostly because you are into something you shouldn't be. You understand more than anyone realizes. You are my observant child.
Now we have a party to plan! There is a cake to make and presents to buy. I cannot wait to celebrate you my little bird because no matter the age you deserve to be celebrated.
Happy 11th month in this world sweet birdy!
ReplyDeleteLove that clapping pic! Sweet, happy boy!
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