You turned one last week. One! A whole year you’ve been with us. Incredible. I guess I can’t call you a baby anymore; you’ve moved on to being a toddler.
You’re a sweet kid. You’re very personable and sociable, which is nice. You like a cuddle, from just about anybody, but you’re also pretty good at telling us when you want to stop being cuddled!
You can be very independent, and you’re certainly as strong-willed as the rest of the women in this family! We’re going to have a merry old time when you get older. However, I think it’s a good thing on the whole; the world is a tough place, and it gets just a little bit easier when you can stand up for yourself.
The things you love right now include grapes, tearing pages in books, and reaching for things you know you’re not meant to have. Yes, you know! You might be only one, but you’re a smart cookie!
The only thing I’ve found that you won’t eat so far is scrambled eggs. You’re perfectly happy with fried or poached eggs, though.
You are walking incredibly well already, and have been for quite some time. You haven’t really crawled at all for a month or so, maybe even more. It’s a bit soon to expect speech, but you make a lot of different sounds and you’re very good at communicating what you want in various ways, both verbal and non-verbal.
You’re capable of sleeping through the night, but you often don’t because you’re teething. Your teeth seem to take a very long time to come through, and hurt you for the entire duration. I feel so sorry for you… but also for me! Your teething means that I don’t get much sleep! But it’s ok, I know it will pass, and one day you’ll read this and feel horribly guilty.
All in all, you’re a sweet and happy child, a wonderful addition to our family. I can’t wait until you’ve got all your teeth and stop bumping your head, and we can start to enjoy whole days with no pain!
Loving you all your life,