Do you know how I know Monkey is no longer my little baby and is a full blown toddler?
Bedtime cuddles have gone from 30 minutes of sweet sleepiness and kisses to 10 minutes of fussing and yelling before he conks out. That freaking sucks. I miss the sleepy sweetness. However, I love the games of chase and the way he runs around trying to catch the bubbles I blow.
My baby is one. It's official. He's had the first birthday party, his first piece of cake and I'm still it shock. His birthday party was fun. I'm so thankful for the family and friends that came to celebrate. I wish I had picked someone to take pictures of EVERYTHING and EVERYONE with my camera.
Happy birthday Monkey. I'm so proud of you.