
One whole year. That is how long I have had you in my life. And it has been wonderful little man. You are a delight. You love your sister, you are always talking to her, pulling her hair (which for some reason she tolerates), you copy everything she does. You think you are the world's funniest kid, constantly laughing at your own tricks and funny faces. You love to snuggle, which is WONDERFUL. Your pacifier has become a bit too much of your best friend lately. Once I weaned you from nursing, we find that binki in your mouth almost constantly... must be time to hide them. You love to dance, and you are getting quite the moves on you. I am still shocked you aren't walking, but I am learning you RULE your world. No one can convince you otherwise, so I will just wait until you are ready. You love to say "bubble, mamma, dadda, more (which sounds like "mooooooooaw"). But most the time you just jabber, and it is a constant jabber, especially if someone else is talking, you have to make sure you are in on the conversation as well. You have mastered using utensils. It's kind of funny to be honest. I cannot feed you, but you aren't just happy with food in front of you either, you must have a fork. But you use it quite well little man, especially with mac n' cheese. You love to color. You have already colored on my walls. But you sure do love to sit next to your sister and color for hours. I could go on forever about who you are. We love you Mitchell. Happy Birthday!!



XOXO