My birthday is in two weeks and Mom and Dad have planned a party for me. They tell me that they can't believe that I'm already a year old and they keep reminiscing about when I was a newborn. Apparently I wasn't sleeping through the night (I can't imagine not getting my sleep), wanted to eat all the time, and cried a lot at night. Maybe that's why they always looked so tired.
In the past 11 months I have mastered many things including sleeping, crying, and making dirty diapers. I am now crawling everywhere, pulling up on everything, starting to cruise, and climbing stairs- I cannot stand to sit still for a second and my poor parents are wiped out. Fortunately for them, my favorite past time is sleeping so I still take two naps with an early bedtime everyday. I want to eat whatever my parents are eating and prefer drinking from a straw during meals (but I am going to be very upset when Mommy takes away my bottle). My bottom row of teeth finally evened out when I got my 8th tooth in, and I didn't fuss about it at all. Finally, I love dancing to music, being read to, watching my favorite show The Wiggles (much to my father's dismay) . . . and did I mention sleeping?
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I'm so glad you decided to start a blog, Brody...I don't get to see you quite as often as I'd like!! : )
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