He’s one and a half years old today. With the way he’s growing, both physically and in his abilities it’s not hard to believe, but still hard to swallow. He broke out a few new words for the occasion. We’ve got snowman (sounds more like ‘noman’), it’s confirmed that ‘mama’ means Grandma, and of course, basketball is ‘b-ball’ which he can’t get enough of. I hope Santa is aware of that, because for now we just use Daddy’s arms, or no net at all.
For some reason I also felt the needed to capture his personal grooming habits today, so I present to you: a diaper change.
and a bath.
He is such a treasure. Moreso each and every day. There was a double rainbow (what does it mean?!?) right over our house today. I can only assume it was in honor of Brendan’s half birthday. Pictures don’t do it justice, and Brendan preferred splashing in puddles to looking at rainbows anyway. He’s all boy. Trucks and rocks and puppies and sports and balls and roughhousing. No rainbows, thank you very much Mommy.
