Our Happy Birthday Boy

I can not believe this little man is a year old today.  I can not. I can not. I can not. 

Happy Birthday, Junior!  Thank you for bringing diapers, safety locks, joyful nonsense, and all those delightful baby moments into our home again.

Morning Sunshine

In the blurry morning sunlight, I see a baby who is very pleased with himself for not even needing an alarm clock to wake at 6 a.m. He just spent the past hour poking our faces, singing in our ears, and flopping his body over our limbs and heads.

All the Babies

I added our new selfie stick to this week’s Saturday morning pile-on, and captured this accurate depiction of motherhood at this stage of my life.

In other news, since Germans don’t do closets, we converted the smallest bedroom (which is right next to our bedroom) into “die Ankleide” or dressing room.

Martin just installed the last bit of shelving this evening. Ohhhh, I’m so excited to hang up all my clothes again!!!

 

Little Tooth

He was giving me a big, slobbery kiss this morning, chomping on my chin, when I realized his first little tooth poked thru his bottom gum overnight. Can’t believe he’s teething already!

Right on schedule, but too fast for me.

Mom Life

Martin and I got home from a Halloween party about an hour ago. Martin went straight to bed, but the baby wants to stay up and talk all about it. He discovered how to vary the volume of his voice. At the moment, he goes from loud to louder.