You saved the last few weeks of your first year for several milestones! When I laid you down for a diaper change before leaving for Florida you pointed to the bird figure Baba gives you to entertain yourself with and you clearly said, "bird," very matter-of-factly, asking me for it. Early the next week you went from crawling in the middle of the floor at the hotel, to suddenly standing, without anything nearby to pull up on. The next day you took your first three consecutive steps, which Timmy verified to Daddy, and moments later you did it again, just so Daddy could see, I think. Timmy exclaimed, "Tyler! I'm so proud of you!" We all were! Timmy enjoyed helping you practice when we got back home. By your birthday party you were up to regularly going around 12 steps.
You are a lot like me, you have my eyes; you are an observer, a people watcher, you are kind of serious.
You seriously enjoy a good laugh too. Daddy and Timmy love to make you laugh. Daddy throws you up in the air and teases you about sucking your thumb and is constantly teaching you new things, like to blow kisses. He adores you, and you reward him with lots of sweet smiles and giggles. Timmy makes silly faces at you, uses silly voices, and plays peek-a-boo with you. He is usually pretty good about sharing toys with you, and I know he can't wait until you can really play together. He tells you how proud he is of you every time you do something new.
You are a momma's boy though. You are at the stage where you want me over anyone else. Period. I secretly love this. It is nice to know, without a doubt, that I am your favorite person in the World, even though I know I won't be for long. Daddy will slowly become more and more important to you, which I will also love to see, and then other people will take up more space in your World too. But for now, I will happily keep sacrificing my ability to accomplish simple tasks in a timely manor and countless hours of sleep, because you reward me by making me your favorite!
You still like to put whatever you happen to find on the floor directly into your mouth. If you see that we are watching you, you will hold out whatever treasure you've found and squawk at us. If we say, "Thank you Tyler," you let us take it from you. If we say "I see" or something else, you get a big smile because you get to keep it. Frequently, you refuse to put actual food that we are offering you into your mouth though! You have a fondness for teething on the tops of the end tables.
You are trouble. You never miss an opportunity to get through an open gate, attempt to climb unguarded stairs, or squeeze into corners that aren't meant for babies.
You are a cuddler. When you start to get tired you will come over and nuzzle the top of your head into our necks. It is a wonderful feeling. You still prefer to be put down in your bed to go to sleep though. If we are holding you, you are too busy watching everything to fall asleep, most of the time.
You still don't sleep through the night for me. The week before your birthday you suddenly cut back to one bottle a night, instead of the typical two. It was a nice change, but short lived, as you got sick right after your birthday, and you had a horrible fever several nights in a row. I am hopeful for when you are feeling like yourself again, that you are going to help me out.
When I come in to get you in the morning and you give me your first sweet smile of the day, and again at night when you are drowsing off in my arms before I place you in your bed, as well as all throughout the day, I am regularly overwhelmed by how much I love you. The day you were born my heart doubled in size for the second time. I am so thankful to have you in our lives!
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