It all started – for me, at least – on a cold January Wednesday night in 2012 when I broke a state law (not to mention my own strict rule) and answered my cell while I was driving and heard “He’s here.”Now, he’s been here for a whole year!
And what fun it’s been! Well, at least the last six months have been fun – when I knew he could hold his head up and I couldn’t break him.I am in no way hugely important to him nor do I pretend to play any major role in his life – most certainly not the role of diaper changer – but I’ve been along for a little bit of the ride this year and it’s been amazing.
First, there were his firsts – I was there when he went to his very first sports bar (for my birthday), I was there when he went to Texas Roadhouse for the first time – and ended up experiencing his first parking lot picnic, I was there when he celebrated Easter for the first time – as much as any baby laying on a floor can celebrate, and I was there when he sat on a mall Santa’s lap for the first time.Then there were my firsts – certainly not as monumental – holding him for the first time, holding him unassisted for the first time, holding him unassisted and not shaking for the first time. Seriously, are there no instruction manuals for kids these days?!
He’s learned so much in this past year and so have I! Most importantly, that babies don’t break.It’s been amazing to watch him grow and develop and now understand the world around him!
He giggles when something’s funny. He knows the difference between a hand and a hand wearing a glove. He brings you things that you tell him to go get. He can turn on cell phones. He can text me.
He’s done this much – and more – and he’s only ONE!
I can’t wait to see what Year Two brings!