~You can sit up unassisted but have not yet mastered getting into a sitting position by yourself. ~You wear size 3 diapers, 9-12 month clothes, and are about to outgrow your first pair of shoes. ~You were sick last week, so after a quick doctor's visit, we know you are over 19 pounds. No wonder my back hurts! ~We had friends in town last weekend, and multiple times they asked if you ever make a sound. You are rarely upset, but even if you did make a noise, I'm sure it would be drowned out by your crazy sister.
~You continue to be a mama's boy. You love your babysitter, but when she first arrives, you know it means Mom is leaving. You get the saddest look on your face and shed a few tears until she is able to distract you. Then you're back to your happy self. ~You army crawl all over the house. From the kitchen, to our bedroom, and back again. We find you under tables, in the bottom of your exersaucer, and stuck on top of Lily's step stool. You are on the move! ~You suck on two fingers and therefore got rid of your pacifier a few months ago.
~Big sister loves to hold you and bring you toys. She also loves to harass you and take away your toys. But you still love her, search for her voice whenever you can't see her, and head in her direction when you find her.
Happy birthday William Tommy. We love you so much!