I can't believe it. I can but I can't. Beck is one. I feel like he's one because he acts like a one year old and he's huge. But it seems like it took him 1 week to be 1 year old. When I think about this time last year it seems so long ago but also just like yesterday... so much has changed in 1 year.

At 1 year old, Beck is walking everywhere. He has 5 official teeth and one that's just cut the gums. He eats anything and everything except green grapes. So strange. He loves him some Nutty Bars and ice cream sandwiches. He LOVES dogs. He says "doggie," "whoa" "woof" and "wow." We think he's said "Cheerio." He has just started feeding Seth and I and also offering us his paci. He thinks its absolutely hilarious when he feeds us. Beck's also trying to use a spoon. He's not great at getting the food onto the spoon but once its on he's usually pretty good about getting it in his mouth. And he's really good about getting it in his clothes... and on the high chair... and on the floor... and across the room.

What a crazy year, this past year has been. There was absolutely nothing anyone could have said to prepare me for how hard, exhausting, amazing and fun one little boy could be. No words can describe the type of love or how much love I have for him. I get so excited to see him grow and change every day but get teary eyed looking back and wondering where the time has gone. And just when I thought I couldn't possibly love him anymore, I woke up today and I did.



































