Somehow, he's thirteen months old tonight. He's walking, responding to questions ("What does a fishy say?" results in a puckered mouth and kissy noises; "Where are your ears?" is answered with his hands clapped over them), babbling, laughing, and starting to lose his baby chubbiness. It's beautiful and bittersweet to watch my baby turn into a little boy.
I'm taking all the snuggles I can get while time races us along.
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