I can't believe it. No, really, I simply cannot fathom that a whole year has passed since my baby boy was born.
Where has the time gone? Surely it's only been six, or maybe nine months. He's not a little baby anymore. Sniff. He's a husky toddler stomping around the house is his snow boots and grabbing things off the counter.
I look at all the adorable little "My First Christmas" sleepers and wonder if he ever really was that small.
I know he was. When he was first born, even the 0-3 clothes were much too big for him. Now he's outgrowing all of his 9-month stuff. Sigh.
Adam and I have finally decided what to call him ... on the blog, I mean. We went ahead and named him right away in real life. It is with great joy that I present to you the birthday boy: Ian Gray.
Happy first birthday, Buddy! May you greet the rest of your years with as much verve and determination as you have this one. With much love, your Mamie.
(Birthday drawing by Rosi, who says, "I drew his age, too, so everybody would know he's one year old!")