He gave me a hug for the first time when I pulled him out of the crib. It was a sweet, sweet moment for me. Mostly, he just presses himself into you when you pick him up but this time it was a real hug--arms around me for the littlest bit of time.
He stood unassisted. It was by accident, but he did it.
He likes to bang the back of his head against things.
I had to give him the baby Heimlich because he had a mouth too full of animal crackers. He threw them all up.
He climbs everything.
He loves being outside and comes out with me at least once a day while I tend to the garden or the clothesline. He mostly doesn't eat anything, only occassionally, except for one day he ate sand, chalk, and mud all within five minutes. He plays with the tricycle more than with the red four-wheeler these days and he's experimenting with the slide. He crawls on the patio searching for tiny things like chalk or pebbles to manipulate and/or eat.
"Nana" means nurse--at least for now.
He walks when held by the hands but won't stand alone voluntarily.
He's so curious ans crawls all around the house and the yard getting into stuff.
He likes the new toys he got from his birthday party--especially the ones with lots of pieces.
He wrestle/break-dance/head-bob nurses.
He claps when he's happy.
Brittany, the neighbor's dog, came out and Baby Bear chased her and pet her and whacked her and she rolled over and just let him do it.
Water balloon fun. He didn't really get to participate but he enjoyed trying to grab them up with his sister.
Below are photos of his actual birthday. We try to all be together on our kids' birthdays--though I've had to work for one or two of his sister's (I only work a little each morning) and Dave has had to go in once or twice as well. We spend the day doing things that the birthday kid likes. When they're one, we have to just do things we know they like. When they get older, they get to help us choose. It's a really fun family time.