My little baby isn't a baby anymore. He officially turns one at 10:36 pm. I'll be at work. I've been feeling rather melancholy all day (actually for the past few days) because I can't believe how quickly this past year went by. It's amazing how much he's changed!
He's now a walking, talking ball of spitfire! He walks all over the place, no longer just a step here or there. He says dada, mama, bubba, nono, and yeah! At least those are the ones we can understand. He jabbers constantly and he's LOUD!
We're not having his party until the 28th so that everyone could be involved. Here's his invitation. If you're wondering, Sweetie is my mom!
Updates: Weight loss this past week was a 1/2 pound. Not bad for pigging out all last weekend for my birthday!
Cartman is still thriving on Brighton Ave. He should be freed from the ice pile today since it's a bit warmer outside today.