He was such a happy boy and loved the animals. He put his hands out and would point to the rabbits. He loves animals and refers to most as 'dog,' 'dog'. His cake (that Grandma made of course) and frosting was painted all over his face and body after his birthday song. He was such a mess, daddy had to give him a bath to clean him up. He is taking many steps now and will walk from one end of the room to the next. I think he is surprised with himself when he does it, or maybe my cheering gets him all excited. He'll be a full on walker real soon.
His one-year doctor check up...he weighs 23 pounds and is 30 inches tall. He is in the 75th percentile. The doctor came in as he was throwing a little soft baseball toy and commented on his throw. He would point to it when the doctor would catch it; he was impressed with him. The doctor said he is one strong boy! He also told Savannah, as she sat in the chair so properly smiling and watching each and every detail the doctor took part in, to start working out since her brother is a strong one. She thought that was pretty funny. All of his development is right on track and he's doing great. We are so blessed with our healthy babies. A day doesn't go by that I don't thank God for their health.
