You have my eyes. That's the only physical feature that you got from me. Your laid back demeanor... yeah, totally not mine. You got that from your dad. As well as your looks. Seriously, the apple didn't even branch from the tree... you're a spitting image of him. Thank goodness I find him gorgeous, just like you.
I can't believe that a year has passed by as quickly as it has. It seems like it was last week that I found out I was pregnant... and then yesterday when I went back to California to finish cooking you before delivery. You came a tad early, by my choice, as I was seriously done with being pregnant. Your easy delivery has been the guideline for your life.
We've done more traveling with you in your first year of life than many people do in a lifetime; from two trips to the Taj Mahal, to Jaipur and Delhi, to Bangkok, Sri Lanka, Singapore, and Coorg. Your yielding nature has made the chaos just that much easier.
You love playing with your sisters and light up the minute they walk into the room. You clap, bounce, wave, and squeal with delight every chance you get. You have a few words in your repertoire; momma, dadda, bye-bye, Bubbie, baby, more. You have 9 teeth, including a molar, which shocked us all when it came in. And you want to skip walking all together and go straight to running... which you attempt to do when we try to get you to take a few steps. Slow down little guy, the bruises on your forehead are starting to swell and will eventually turn blue.
This past year has flown by, and it amazes me that we're already celebrating your first birthday. A day that several years ago I thought I may never see. But here we all are, bursting with joy and love. For having you in our lives truly completes our family.