Well let's just say that...WE GOT A TOOTH!!!! A year to the date you were baptised, July 27, a tooth popped out. Your front tooth!!! What is even a bigger deal is that you are so tough we wouldn't even have known it by your reaction.
You have been busy as a bee. Walking, running, climbing, screaming, splashing, babbling, dancing, singing, eating. If it ends in ...ing then you are doing it! I cannot explain just how amazing of a little boy you are. You are so self-confident and independent. You are so incredibly smart and I am pretty sure you know everything we are telling you. The fact that you stick with a schedule and go to bed in your own crib without a fuss is incredible! You are a dream come true type of baby, the one that makes Mommy want to have more of you.
Your hair has continued to lighten to almost a strawberry blonde and those blue eyes have turned to a blueish hazel. I cut your bangs just a little but I am letting your hair grow and watching it curl up in the back. You are quite the dreamboat already. We are in awe of your quick reflexes and how strong and tough you are. Also at how you just seem to figure things out, especially the things we don't want you to--like baby gates.
You love to pretend you have a boo boo by showing us your finger, giving us a concerned sad face with your lips puckered and a little whine.. then we kiss it and you smile. I mean it really does not get any cuter than that!
There is no doubt that when people say, he's a boy, we know why. What sets you apart from other kids is when you get tired and want to go to your crib. You start to throw everything around you, you fall to the ground, boot scoot around but instead of a boot scoot..you give yourself almost a rug burn on your forehead which is flat to the ground and butt in the air. It is hilarious and then the hitting starts to happen. If you get tired you will go and slap whoever is holding you, across the face, or scratch them, anything to let them know your time is up. On the contrary no fussing at all no whimper or a cry just complete chaotic insanity. A temper on mute!!! Sorry to say we laugh the whole time, take you up to your crib, and you grab your woobie and are sound asleep.
Your sister Danica was addicted to her woobie. You however prefer your Elmo woobie, I have 2 of them for you just in case one gets dirty we just flip them out. Daddy wakes you up in the morning and has you throw your woobie back in the crib and that is exactly what you do. Only time you need a woobie is bed time. What a really big boy!
With that said, little snaggle tooth coming in, big round face, tough as nails, so silly. What else could we ask for? Everyone here is in love with our little AJ.
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