He turned one this week.
He's blessed with beautiful, long eyelashes and adorable pouty lips.
He's got a subtle giggle that turns to belly laughs when it's past his bedtime.
He's got a sweet-tooth like his mama.
He plays peek-a-boo with his bib.
He practiced walking for about a week, and then was off.
He has big eyes that have finally settled on brown.
He gives big, wet, open mouth kisses.
He still only has two teeth, though more are on the way.
His favorite toy is whatever his brothers have.
There is no feeling in the world like when he lays his head on your shoulder and puts his arms around your neck, except maybe when his brothers do the same thing.
We had a very, very small celebration for him. In chronological order...