It's Late, but I Didn't Want to Admit It Happened.
*Lump in throat*
We love you, too.
He's not a baby anymore. He walks everywhere, and mostly does. not. want. to. hold. my. hand. He's started whinging. But he also gives the most glorious hugs and kisses. And snuggles in the morning. And sticks his nose out for a kiss when I ask where his nose is. And he loves books. And he shares. Oh, the love fest. For my baby who is no longer a baby.
Happy Birthday, Cricket.
We love you, too.
Labels: Cricket, Growing Up
9 Comments:
Happy Birthday, Cricket! And a hug to the moms for the bittersweet pangs of watching your baby grow up. Lord, is he a cutie!
Such a cutie! And I especially love the blue frosting lips :)
We've already had to pack away some of Mater's first outfits, and it does really tug at the heart!
Happy Birthday, Cricket!
He is adorable.
xo
He looks SO MUCH like Partner. It's uncanny!
What a beautiful boy!
Happy b-day, Cricket!
The above comment was from me. I'm having some trouble with Blogger's new comment system!
He's just adorable! Happy bday, Cricket!
And, fwiw, when Ant was first walking he wouldn't hold my hand either. But the last few times we've gone out, he has. I bet Cricket will too.
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Wow! Hard to believe it! Happy first birthday, little guy!
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