These are my favorite pictures of GQ being one. Too bad he's wearing his leg warmers to prevent grass rash - he seems to have an allergy to it. I might just put the first one on the wall anyway - who needs fashion sense, right? And those blue eyes.... mmmmm....



Wouldn't want to go without eating a little scenery along the way.


Still no teeth, no walking, no talking... he's our baby. He does stand, although he likes to clap when he does it, so he often falls over before really standing... too busy congratulating himself. He knows how to go down the stairs, but doesn't know he HAS to go down the stairs that way. So, still not trustworthy there. He likes to do things he shouldn't, so you can say "no," he can stop, and then you can clap for him. Open the drawer, close the drawer, clap.... I's a good boy mamma, I is!!! (Think "My Fair Lady" on that one.) He can be a little violent in a sort of - give me that toy before I wack you - sort of way. And he loves cuddles, hugs, and seeing his sisters. He does point to people to say he loves them, like Justin does. And he does get very excited when he sees dogs... and calls them "DaDa." Anything interesting is "DaDa." When he wants something he says "MaMa." Uh, huh. We sure love that boy!!!!
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Wow! Mr. Blue Eyes. He's one! So glad you are loving your boy. Wish we could have spent more of his first year with him.
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