1st Year Update

I'm okay...I'mokayi'mokayi'mokayi'mokay.  That's what I repeated in my head all weekend to keep the tears back.

When did I turn into such a sap?  I mean, in high school I was known as "Stone Cold Thomas".  So, why am I weepy over this little boy's first birthday?

Because this boy means the world to me and I'm thrilled with the wonderful year he's had.  Mr. Palmer is one year old.

One-Year Stats:
Height: 31 inches (85th percentile)
Weight: 24 lbs, 14 oz (80th percentile)
Head: 45 cm (23rd percentile)
Number of Teeth: 6

Likes:
-Golf clubs: Rick bought Palmer a golf club set a few weeks ago.  Palmer is rarely seen without his golf clubs.  He has also figured out how to hit the golf ball with the club, so there are always little plastic golf balls scattered around the house.

-Sticks: What else does a man need besides a stick?  (And maybe some dirt.)

-Eating acorns: Unfortunately, Palmer can't kick the squirrel's habit of eating acorns.  The choking hazard gives me much excitement on a daily basis.

-Waving: Palmer is quite the social fellow these days.  Everywhere we go, he waves to the people he meets.  Luckily, most people can't resist Palmer's charm and happily engage and wave back.

-Dogs: Palmer continues to love dogs.  He now recognizes neighboring dogs barking and without even seeing the dogs, will happily exclaim, "DOG!". Imagine his excitement when he got his very own dog to walk from Aunt Adrienne.  This little (upside down) dog is from Adrienne's trip in Paris, so we've named him "Pierre".

-Hugs: Palmer gives hugs.  I love that he can understand us now and when we say things like, "Give mommy a hug" or "Give Boston a hug" he really comprehends and will give us a hug.  It melts my heart.

-Running: Palmer believes that he is so good at walking, he can now run.  Unfortunately, his body can't keep up with his brain and he ends up falling a ton because he goes too fast.  But, the boy is tough and brushes off the falls and keeps on attempting to run.

Happy 1st birthday, Palmer!
-Bethany