Somewhere between Saturday and Sunday...

Liam is turning a year old. He's my little leap year baby, so we get to pretend he has a day three years running and have a big bash every fourth year.

I am not sure how we got from this:
To this:



But here we are!

At one year old Liam:

• Whistles as he "works". He crawls around or cruises around doing his toddler-ish errands and puckers his lips to whistle. It's cute.
• Cries so much less than he used to. We've figured out that Zantac is indeed our friend.
• Signs more and all done.
• Says "Mom mom mom mom mom", but only when he is really ticked off.
  
• Laughs a lot.
• Thinks his big brother is wonderful!
• Can eat everything but milk products.
  
• Is pretty easy going, when he is not after something. (Often the something is Mommy's computer or mouse.)
• Can go up and down the stairs.
• Crawls, cruises the walls and furniture, and is taking the odd step and occasionally stands without holding on.
• Sleeps in his own bed most of the time. At last! Also goes to bed without much fuss.
  
• Loves to play peek-a-boo and will hide himself in blankets and even his bib to do it back to us.
• Chugs the rice milk in his sippy like a beer-swilling barfly.
• Thinks crackers are the perfect food.
• Pulls books off the book shelves at every opportunity. Sometimes these are for chewing and other times to sit and "read".
• Likes to go off and play by himself, but comes back to check on Mommy and Daddy at intervals.

A year has brought a lot of change and we are looking forward to the next year.

Happy Birthday Sweet Liam!!!