It's been a wonderful week full of birthday excitement. But I think my baby is leaving and there is a toddler trying to take his place. He no longer fits into most of his 9mo clothes and has graduated to the big-boy pj's with the non-skid feet. It's amazing and sad all at the same time. I can't believe he's one! He has changed so much in the past few weeks---it's just astounding.
I've been trying to get him to put weight on his legs since he came home. No thanks. Didn't want anything to do with it---until today. He was trying to get up on one foot--"proposal style". I pulled him up to his feet and, as you can see, he couldn't have been happier. Every time I put him down, he reached up to try to pull himself to his feet again. I am in SO much trouble!! :)