twelve months of Tate

Tate turned one.  The night before his birthday, we recalled what we were doing last year at that exact time: going to bed, oblivious!  At 7:30 the next morning, we got to meet our Little Cub for the first time.  These past few days since his birthday, which have included both snow and sunny 70* days, remind me so much of our first days and weeks with Tate.  I can’t believe how much has changed in a year.  Every parent will say it, but it is true – the incredible amount of growth and development that takes place in the first year is remarkable.  Tate was a sleepy, floppy, squinty, fragile, helpless newborn a year ago.  Now, he is a vibrant, active, moving, noisy, laughing, talking (sort of), smiling, eating, playing, learning, social one-year-old!  We have been so blessed by him and have had such a fun and exciting year with him.  Not that there haven’t been challenges…and we’re still getting used to the changes he’s brought to our lives!

This past month, Tate has become a sponge.  He points at everything he sees, wanting to know what it is, or wanting to show us what he sees.  When asked, he can point out trees, rocks, mailbox, Daddy, Mommy, bird, ball, balloon, books, trucks, dog, bubbles and more.  It’s amazing to see him soak up the world.  He loves to get into cabinets and drawers, pulling everything out before moving on to the next one.  He enjoys unrolling toilet paper, eating dirt and rocks, throwing his food on the floor and laughing, drinking out of our glasses, and pushing his trucks around the house.  He’s now no longer just the “victim” of the tickle game, but will try to “get” us back, giggling hysterically the whole time!  Happy birthday to our sweet pumpkin!

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