to my one year old:

You let me hold you this morning while you took a short nap on the couch.  For an independent, squirmy kid, this was quite a treat!  It was only a year ago that I got to hold you for the first time and you fit perfectly in the bend of my arm.  Today, your legs draped over my lap and your arms spanned across my body.

You're quickly turning into a little man and it's hard to accept.  On the other hand, it's exciting to see you forming your own personality to mix in with the traits you've got from me and your Daddy.  Like him, you are sweet.  You instinctively know who to trust and aren't shy about showing them your affection.  You like to test your boundaries and make sure to investigate any and all nearby gadgets!  And like Daddy, you're a rascal!

Like me, you are stubborn.  You want to do things your way and you don't want help from anyone - you love your toys and books so much more when you get them off of the shelf yourself!  (Just to warn you, these qualities might frustrate people when you get bigger but understand who you are.  Own who you are and appreciate yourself - and know that Mumma will always be proud of you!)

I wish that you continue to explore and continue to find humor in everything.  I wish that you stay happy and confident.  I wish that you stay strong and stay brave.  I wish that you'd make time stop moving so damn fast.

Happy Birthday, little buddy.  I love you!