It was a simple day. He spent most of it chasing a bouncy ball around on the back porch. He was so happy.
He is just the most perfect suprise. I remember when I was pregnant with him and we found out he was going to be a boy. John threw his hands up in the air, yelled out loud, and couldn't contain his joy.
Me? Well I was terrified. Girls were always something I thought I'd be great at raising. But a boy...a boy was something that I just didn't feel confident going in to.
Now here we are at his year mark and the love he and I share is unlike anything I ever expected. Maybe it's that he loves me so fiercely but the bond I have with my son is one that has been one of the most unforeseen blessings of my life.
His favorite thing to do is run full force in to my body while I'm sitting on the floor with his arms outstretched as he comes at me. He loves to follow his sister around and touch what ever it is that she is playing with. He also loves to lounge back on us whenever John or I are on the floor. He smiles a lot. Big gappy toothed grins that take my breath away. He puts himself to sleep for naps and night time. He loves to play in the trash, unroll all of our toilet paper, and if we've forgotten to put the lid down he can always be found near a toilet bowl. He is incredibly strong. He loves leaping off of high surfaces in to our arms. He has a new wrinkly nose face accompanied by a fake cry that we don't particuarly like but it's growing on us. He can throw a mean bouncy ball and practically pick up a gallon of milk.
Avett, you've added so much to our lives and you put a smile on your dads face that only a son can. We can't wait to see who you become.