Nator Turns One

This dreaded day had to arrive… Two words to describe this past year with my surprise gift from God: “pure sweetness.” As I look forward to the next season, a piece of my heart will forever stay with the last 12 months I spent with my baby boy. Happy birthday, you make us (all 5 of us) so incredibly happy.

At 12 months, he loves to crawl everywhere. He loves to climb stairs. He still loves to eat a lot and sleep a lot. He pulls himself up. He has six teeth. He loves to smile and giggle. He loves to babble. He loves to throw toys (especially balls). His sisters make him laugh. He loves to be held. He doesn’t like being left alone, but sometimes, he plays really well by himself.