My sweet boy, I can hardly believe that you’ve been in our lives for a year now.

It seems like just yesterday we were in the hospital with your tiny perfect self. 8lb 1oz, 20 1/2 in long, perfect round face, cone head that first day, smooth dark head of hair and sleeping soundly.
You have always been a good sleeper. At the hospital the nurses would bring you into the room and tell us how all of the babies in the nursery were crying except you, who slept soundly through it all. We were a little nervous about getting you on a schedule those first few weeks, but you fell into the rhythm beautifully and happily.

For your first 12 weeks your schedule was one of the only constant things in your life as we travelled to Ohio, Florida, Tennessee, Illinois and back to Kentucky. You happily endured eleven 5+ hour car trips as we visited family, vacationed, and moved to our new home. If I haven’t said it already, thank you for being such a happy traveler and making those long trips a little easier on your poor parents!

For the past 12 months, everywhere that we go people comment on your happy disposition, your beautiful blue eyes, and your sweet smile. Even at unlikely times, such as after flights (4 times!), at doctor’s for sick visits, long trips in the car, nothing breaks your sweet spirit!

I remember before we had you in our lives, before we realized that the seemingly ordinary was actually spectacular. On the day that you first laughed, I laughed too, and cried. The sound was so sweet and amazing. We called our families, played them the video over the phone, and gushed over it. The video has been watched on You Tube 181 times as of today, I think some of your extended family must have liked it as well.

Thank you for teaching us that sometimes the commonplace is extraordinary.

I have a feeling that you have a lot more to teach us, and we have a lot more to learn. Please cut us some slack as your poor parents. I must admit, I feel like you have already broken us. We’ve become hopelessly sentimental, easily swayed by your charm, instantly perked up by your huge grin. If we’re bursting with pride over your present accomplishments, such as rolling, crawling, walking, what will we do as they (and you) get bigger?

I promise you that we’ll continue to try our best, and help you however we can on this journey together. We love you. Happy Birthday.

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