max's 1st

my little love is one. and what a cute one year old he is. i can't even look back on the past year without my eyes welling up with tears. how lucky we are. max truly is such a special little boy. grandpa joe always says it best when he tells max, "you're so polite". he is the sweetest boy i have ever met. i know he's my own son, but put that aside, and he really does have the most tender heart. he's always very soft, i never have to tell him to be nice. he just is. especially with bob which melts my heart. here are some of his loves. he loves to share. he loves books. he loves being outside. he loves balloons. he loves pointing. he loves yogurt. he loves cheesy smiles showing off his new teeth. he love lights. and most recently, he loves cuddling with everyone and anything. seriously, the other night at dinner he layed his head on the waitress's hip taking our order. but most of all, he loves his mommy. which i love. here are some birthday highlights for those of you that missed it.

(cheesy smile)

(cuddling with uncle rob)

it was so fun to watch max and max play together. they are so similar. they knew it, too. which was funny. by the end of the night i know that my grandpa max sent them down to us already friends.

before i put my max to bed the night of his birthday, i had the most special moment with him. as i was singing him a song and rocking him goodnight, he sat there, smiled up at me and laughed, then waved at me. i couldn't put him to bed after that, knowing this would be the last day i would have with him being one year old. because tomorrow he would be one year old and a day. so i kept rocking and crying, and he kept smiling, making fish sounds, and giggling.

like i said. the sweetest boy i know.

happy birthday my love.