Auntie Kenzie made and sent Theo this onesie just in time! She's the best.
Once he got a taste for ice cream, he became a little demanding.
And root beer. (I know he's drinking soda, but it's Virgil's. Only the best.)
He covered his ears when we sung Happy Birthday, which is what most people instinctively want to do, I'm sure.
Right now Theo is walking past me (!). He explores everything, loves to sing "patty cake," mimics when you say "uh-oh," used to wave hello but decided to stop, crinkles his nose when he laughs, loves to play ball, and today is ONE year old!
These pictures are from his party we had on Friday, and I spent most of my time chasing him down as he speed-crawled away the second I wasn't looking. He got a scratch on his face, crawled across pavement with bare knees, and explored bushes and trees. He was practically shouting his boyhood at me.
His party was ball themed, as throwing a ball is his favorite thing to do. I made far too many cupcakes and thought too much about specific shades of sprinkles, but it was so much fun to be with our friends who have been around during this whole crazy baby journey. (And who remained friends during that whole non-sleeping phase.)
Theo has added so much to our lives, and he has personally taught me how to love, sacrifice, and be a less selfish person. Most importantly, he has been patient with me as I try this Mom thing for the first time. We love him so much. I can't begin to explain all the emotions and feelings I have today. I feel full to the top, content, and happy. In about two seconds I'm going to be a soppy mess, so I'll leave it simply at that.