What a long, draining week or so it's been! I'm glad that it's officially Christmas vacation, no more school runs for a couple weeks, and we leave for my mom's on Friday. I am so ready to relax and eat junk food!
So the Fat Man turned one. He is a year old, it's amazing. He started out so wee and quiet.
And now he is huge, hard to hold for too long without a carrier, as loud as his sister (LOUD) and he is the biggest flirt. Seriously, this kid turns on the charm for anyone and everyone. All the nurses in the hospital were in love with him. We were at the fabric store the other day and he was waving and smiling and clapping his hands for all the people in line at the cutting counter. He is a ham.
He is still around the 21lb mark, he is cruising on furniture and will walk with anything that moves. He still loves his sister, although she is starting to get sick of him following her around. Get used to it, Ingrid, he isn't going anywhere...He now models my bibs for Applesauce Crafts, and look how well he does it! Of course, when I actually feed him, I never put a bib on him, despite the drawer full of them. It never crosses my mind.
As the year comes to a close, I think back to what our life was like last year and how much has changed in a year. We are back in Milwaukee, our son is not a tiny little thing we're scared to hold, Ingrid is in school full time (her choosing-she can go half days but doesn't want to!) Brendan is in a job that is stable and not a two year thing. We have come a long way this year! Can't wait to see what next year brings!