*I’m not going to even address the fact that this is waaaay overdue. Well I guess I just kinda did, so let’s just leave it at that.
It’s hard to believe that it has been one whole year since you made your appearance on the night of the Blood Moon lunar eclipse. As I look back through pictures from one year ago, I’m filled with pride, longing, and of course tears. Even though you were born over 9 pounds, you were still so tiny compared to the big toddler looking boy that you are now. The days of snuggling your sweet newborn self seemed so long ago and so fleeting. What I wouldn’t give to go back to those days just to smell your little (big) head and feel your warm body sprawled out on my chest.
Of course, I wouldn’t trade the days we have with you now. You are so entertaining and I truly enjoy playing with you/chasing after you. You are still obsessed with all kinds of balls and are an expert at fetch. You screech “dall” anytime you see a ball and immediately must have it in your hands. You still get into all sorts of mischief, but the adorable little grin you give me when I say, “No Macklin” is enough to make me not care that you are singlehandedly destroying our house (maybe a slight exaggeration). You have started to really get into books and being read to…and ripping the pages but that’s besides the point. I got Dad a basketball A-Z book for Father’s Day and you could sit and look at it for a good 20 minutes which is hours in baby time. Your other faves are Goodnight Gorilla, I Love You Stinky Face, and Five Little Monkeys.
Eating and talking are a couple of your other most liked hobbies. You are up to two scrambled eggs for breakfast and are pretty much a bottomless pit at dinner time. You easily can eat more than your sister (which isn’t saying much because picky toddlers), and are rivaling my portion sizes. I can already foresee our grocery bills getting astronomical as you get older. You seem to be saying more and more words each day, which is a stage I absolutely love. Right now, you’re saying mama, dada, yay yay (for Elliot), Pa (my dad), La La (Justin’s sister), wa wa (water), dog, buh bye (with the cutest little wave), mo (more), go, and ah done (all done). I think you know you have to hone in your language skills if you ever want to get a word in and be heard with little miss chatterbox big sis.
I absolutely adore you, Mackles, and I cannot wait to see you continue to learn and grow into toddlerhood. Even if it does make me just the tiniest bit sad.