Yeah, Little Sprout, you were born exactly 365 days ago. You have grown so much in the last year. You are beautiful and energetic and incredibly sweet. You now have 3 teeth, with more on the way, and have been healthier than any mother could hope for. You are days from taking your first step. You have made Daddy so happy with all the love you give him everyday. But we really gotta talk about the attitude.
I tried so hard to get a good picture of you today, but would you let me? Of course not. You were much more interested in taking the camera away from me and trying to eat it, or turning around and crawling away from me as fast as you could. Will I have a chance to get a good photo of you tomorrow? Not a chance with all the running we have scheduled. Friday, maybe? Maybe, if the weather is nice and I can get some decent light. Maybe, if I give you a couple of Valium to make you sit still long enough to take the picture.
I just want to say right now that if you grow up without a single nice picture of your childhood, it will be your own darn fault. I have been TRYING for the last few months to get you to hold still for 5 seconds, and you just won't do it. I love the energy, but I wish you would slow down just enough for Momma to catch a little bit of it on camera. You are going to grow up so fast, I want to remember some of these things.
PS: I don't really drug my kids, though the temptation is often great.