Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Dear Peter,

You are a year old now. And that year just totally slipped through my hands. A year of your sweet, sleepy, face. A thing I love the most about you (and your sister) is that when you are asleep..you look newborn. No really...when your eyes are closed and you are relaxed and sweetly dreaming..you look just like you did when you were born.


You LOVE to explore..you aren't afraid to get your feet wet...and you will investigate ANYTHING. Traits that I hope you'll keep forever...but not get into too much trouble with!



Before I had you and your sister, I vowed to be the Mom that never had a baby with a dirty face. Well...there is something endearing about having a little boy with some mud on his cheeks. So I leave it..and photo document it properly.


Happy is a word. It's definately a word I'd describe you as! I love your gap-toothy little smiles! You are still resisting walking, and take pride in being the faster crawler ever. And really..I'm ok with you not walking...it makes you seem like more of a baby..and that is ok by me!

You talk...little bits...Mama, Dada, Dog, Ball....you might not say much but you jabber all the time! Soon I'm sure real words will just fly out!
You are pretty great...with your open mouth kisses, shoulder patting, and jr. pervy boob squeezes.


No one loves you more than me. There...I said it...other people 'think' they do...but when it comes down to it Bumps...its you and Mama.
Happy Birthday my Baby Boy!





1 comment:

Dianna Gilliam said...

You got it absolutely right there my angel girl...NO ONE loves their babies more than Mama does! This first year of Peter's life as flown by as the almost three of Madelyn's have simply disappeared as all moments of life do while we are caught up in the details of living day by day.

You and Aaron have been blessed with two awesome little spirits and it is a sheer joy to share parts of their little lives with you without being intrusive on YOUR family time together.

As I keep telling you, treasure the moments...even the most trying ones...all too soon your babies will take their agency even farther than they do now...that is when the real trying moments begin....when you have to let them go and become themselves without being in their face 24/7.

You are a great photo journalist and a wonderful mother Miss Priss!
Love you and love your babies more than you can imagine and that is how it should be. Line upon line, precept on precept, we learn as we go and grow.

Love you!

it is to see them leave the nest and bow gracefully out of their day-to-day lives like a loving mama does...keeping in the background as they fly on their own is a pretty tough task but