Happy birthday, H.E.!
Today our littlest boy turns 1 year old (although technically not until 10:18 tonight, but I guess we'll let him eat some cake before then).
It has been a tumultuous year, filled with many changes and lots of transitions. I mean, we've moved twice since the boy was born! But through it all, our H-man has stayed true-to-form.
From almost the very beginning, he's been a "full-figured" baby who loves to eat. One year later? Not a bit of that has changed. He still charges into each meal like it might possibly be his last. He's eats almost everything and especially loves green beans. You can tell when he really likes a food because he makes this funny vibrato-type sound in his throat that we affectionately call "the raptor noise." Just the sweet way he figured out how to thank me for cooking, I guess.
He's a quick crawler but still a little tentative about standing on his own or walking without a toy or mommy's hands supporting him. I have no doubt that he will be walking soon.
Harrison is saying a few words now, lots and lots of 'dada' but also a little bit of 'duck' and 'uh-oh' thrown around now. I'm looking forward to him having a few more words and a few less screams because screams still seem to be his favorite form of communication.
His bright blue eyes remain blue as the sky. His white-blond hair is thickening but showing no signs of getting darker. His hair hasn't shown any of the curliness that Carter's had, but it does seem to have a mind of its own--there's no telling which direction it will be facing when he wakes up each morning. Most often there's a tuft sticking straight up in the air, arrogantly defying the laws of physics.
Harrison, I can't believe it's been a year. You're a good boy for putting up with all the uncertainty and change during your first year of life. I just know you're going to do great things. I can't wait to watch, and cheer you on the whole way. Happy 27th, Buddy. I love you.