Happy 1st birthday to my youngest!

Dear Trey,

Exactly 1 year ago today at about 10 pm, I first saw your face. Your beautiful brownish greenish eyes looked back at me. The little sprinkle of black hair on top of your head felt so light on my fingertips. Your fair skin felt so warm and smooth. You smelled so good. Then you made a face and showed me that cute little dimple on your right rosy cheek.
After that moment you grew so fast day by day. The year was like a blur. But I remember it so well. Your first smile. Your first laugh. The first time you rolled over and sat by yourself. I can still hear you so clearly when you said your first word "dada." It made me smile but Dad smiled bigger because he won the bet. Before I knew it, you were already crawling and getting into the dog food and the tupperware in the cupboards. I remember your favorite thing was the TV remote - and still is. And I remember Dad said he would give you your very own on your first birthday. I remember your first bath in your little bath tub which didn't last for long because you liked the big bath tub so much better the first time you tried it. I remember your first set of teeth peeking out and now you have 8. I remember the first time you tried the sweet potato and it became your favorite food ever but I can't understand why you just don't like it now. I remember your first time in the swimming pool during your big brother's birthday party and how much fun you thought it was. I remember your very first time in the swing. You thought it was the coolest thing. I remember when you learned how to wave bye and clap your hands when you dance to a song. That is the cutest thing.
I remember the day you walked for the first time. And now, if you're not walking, you're running! I remember all the scrapes and bruises, bumps and cuts you got when your little legs would not carry you as fast as you wanted to go. It never stopped you. You are so determined. Like the time when you got out of your crib by yourself and climbed upstairs without us knowing. You almost gave me a heart attack. And the time when you cut yourself playing with the metal lid that was inside the can of formula. I freaked out but you did not even wince or cry. Why didn't you tell me you knew how to open that lid?
It's only been a year my son. But we've been through a lot already. You have grown up so very fast that sometimes I wish I could freeze time and enjoy these moments. I know this is just the beginning. We still have a lifetime ahead of us. I am glad I gave up some things in my life just to be with you and watch you grow.
Happy 1st birthday son! Please don't run when you go through our driveway. You can run as much as you want as long as you are on the grass. And please don't chase the dog and pull on his tail. I love you!

Your proud momma,
Aimee

This is you when you were 2 days old

Here you are now a year later

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