Little boy, today you are one years old. I just came downstairs from giving you some tylenol for your new teeth that are coming in. You didn't have the best birthday today, because we have a stomach bug at our house, but we have plans to have some special times in the next couple weeks. You are a detemined, spirited, and very sensitive little boy. You love to play around the house with your balls and trucks. You are still nursing about twice a day and sleep through the night pretty good now. You eat just about anything and are so fun to feed because meal time is something you enjoy, rather than just tolerate like your brother Zayne. You and Zayne have a lot of fun together and you hold your own very well next to your big brother. Lately, you have started this loud screech when you are frusterated or want something. We are trying to work on it with you, but everytime we tell you not to do it, you get this sad look on your face and start crying like we hurt your feelings. You are almost excusively walking and are really starting to understand what we are saying and what it going on. You can say lots of fun sounds and even a few words here and there.
I remember how happy I was last year when you finally arrived. I was so excited to meet my second son, who quickly cast a love spell over me. You melted my heart the first time I saw you and it still melts each time I see your sweet face.
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