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