A good friend of mine recently sent me this poem and it really touches my heart! I love you peanut. My greatest joy is watching you grow each day...
Happy one year my baby!
To My Child(by Anne Campbell)
You are the trip I did not take; You are the pearls I cannot buy; You are my blue Italian lake; You are my piece of foreign sky.
2 comments:
Hey it's about time! Way to go Arthur!! A birthday boy has to have his cake :)
Get ready Karin... he'll still grow but probably not as rapidly as during this first year. Just an FYI since we always would "compare notes!" I've noticed Crosby's slowed down a LOT since he turned one, but maybe that's just him.
What an unbelievable transition throughout that first year of life; I was just thinking the other day about how incredibly fast they grow.
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