To my littlest man,
The 25th of each month holds a special place in my heart. A reminder of you being on this earth another month, another month of showing me how to be mom, another month of unconditional love, Your innocence and curiosity will forever amaze me.
Watching you learn is always amusing,
Learning how to crawl like a pro,
Pulling yourself up to a stand,
Leaning down to pick things up without falling over,
Dancing when we listen to music,
Playing peekaboo.
Signing for milk and proceeding to freak out as soon as you gets anywhere near the boob. Trying to pull my shirt off to access said boobs.
In your own baby way, signing for more food which is really just smacking your hand on the table. Less of a sign more of a demand.
Charming everyone you meets, unless it’s the lady at the cheese counter at Whole Foods, boy did he give that poor lady the stink eye!
Everyone praises you for being a great baby.
They are right.
I love you with all my heart and soul.
Your Mummah
(working on getting a better photo)
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