Um…where is my baby?!? Twelve months old?!? Can’t be! You’re now a walking, babbling toddler instead of a teeny, tiny baby!
You’ve said goodbye to your bottle and now drink whole milk out of a sippy cup just like your sister!
At exactly one year, you also said goodbye to your baby clothing {bubbles, diaper covers} and are now in bigger-boy outfits. {It was even a compromise for your Daddy to allow you to wear those for the first year!}
You had never had any kind of shoe on your little feet, but now you’re the proud owner of big boy Keds and saddle oxfords for church! I’m still not loving how old they make you look, but now that you’re walking they are much needed.
Your right molar {seventh tooth} came in a couple of weeks ago, and your left molar {eighth tooth} finally just broke through after being blocked by a rather large blood pocket on your gum {yuck} which caused lots of pain.
I still have a hard time accepting the fact that you’re “one” now. Your big sister, who has always called you “Baby Watson” or “Baby Brudder” now is calling you a “Big Boy”! While you’re just six {or so} short weeks away from being a big brother, you will always be my little Baby Boy!
Happy twelve months Baby Boy!
1 comment:
I'm in denial...my baby is not allowed to turn 12 months. I can't believe you let yours! :o) I love those sweet baby rolls!!
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