Wow...Eleven Months...

The kid turned eleven months old this evening. I'd actually forgotten until about 10 minutes ago and thought that I'd probably best make up for my omission by writing a little something about the past almost-year.

Amazing to think that we have been a family of more than two for this long. Amazing too, to think that we have made it in one piece, with few major blunders. No hospitalisations (b'ruch ha'Shem). We have survived our first (seven) encounters with teething and our first ear infection, our first round of vaccinations and our first course of antibiotics. We have also checked off rolling over, crawling, and "sitting up unaided". This past week - or so - we also added "pulling up to standing" and eating peas to our Roll of Accomplishment.

Little things, I guess, but also amazing triumphs in development. What clever people we are! Okay, what a clever person he is. We're just there to cheer him on, and marvel, just a little bit.

We have changed and grown tho. Grown up a lot, changed for the better.

He's a sweet, happy, outgoing, bright, interactive, joyous child. A "dear wee soul" we were told recently. He loves people, and delights in their interest in him. He charms any and everyone (if given the chance), and seems to seek out people who need a smile or a chortle in their day and is only too happy to oblige them.

He is a magical worker of light, and I feel very blessed to be one of his Dads.