Noah turned 1 a few Saturday's ago. It was a bitter sweet day for me. I love him more, and more each day, yet I can't help to miss my little baby.
Ben and I set the alarm for 4:15 on Saturday. Noah wakes around 4:30 every morning, so we decided we would beat him to it. We wanted to make sure we had a cup of coffee before the clock turned to 4:29. It was that very minute, one year ago, that our precious little boy came into our lives. Ben held him while he drank his morning bottle, and I kissed his sweet, fat cheeks, and wished him happy first birthday!
Noah was a little overwhelmed with his party. Tust me when I say he is not a shy little guy, except when people are invading his space!!! For some reason he catches the shy bug when he gets alot of visitors at our house. I don't know what it is, but he acts different than he does anywhere else, or when we are home just the three of us.
So needless to say, it took a while for Noah's show off self to finally show up! He opened his presents from all of the friends and family that came. Noah always likes the paper more than the presents! (We were missing a couple of special friends that day; Monica and Will were in Vegas, for Will's brothers wedding; and Emily and Kason couldn't attend because Kason had an ear infection) He got so many wonderful gifts. (thanks everyone! We are blessed and honored to have you in our lives!)
Then to the cake! He doesn't look happy in these pics, but let me tell you he was to busy eating, and licking his fingers, to smile. At one point hands where not enough, biting the cake head first was the only answer! He ate, and ate, and ate his cake! Thanks, Emily Fraker at Vanilla Bean Bake shoppe for making the delicious cake and cupcakes.
Noah I hope you read this some day:
I can not put into words how wonderful this year with you has been. You have filled mine and your daddy's heart with so much love. We get so excited with every new thing you do.
Your laugh is the most beautiful thing our ears have ever heard.
We love your open mouth kisses.
We love the way you say "dada, daddy" and "mom, mamma"
We love the way you run up to us and give us the biggest hug around our legs, with your head buried, screaming your little scream of joy!
We love snuggling with you in the love sac. (our gigantic bean bag, that fits our whole family)
We love your cheeks, your dance, your screams and your cries! We love your touch, the melting of our hearts when you look into our eyes. Our world is new and bright because of you; each day is met with eager hope and filled with excitement that only a little man like you could provide!
We love every minute that you've been with us, the good and the bad. All that we are is because of you, and words cannot place a meaning on the love you have let us learn.
Thanks for being our Monkey.
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