One!

Max is one! How on Earth did that happen? And was he really ever as small as he looks in that first picture? I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that it was just a year ago that he joined our family because it seems like he has been here forever.

At one year old Max gives the sweetest kisses, and is still quite the mama's boy. He has a little ornery streak of which I'm sure we've only seen the beginning. He is happiest outside and gives me a daily workout chasing him back up the driveway away from the street over and over again.

We had been having a rough week (teeth? Isn't that always the answer?) so I was a little worried that he was going to fuss all day on his birthday, but he must have known it was his birthday because he was in such a good mood. We made a trip to the donut shop, played with cousins, ate Chinese food, and played outside with his new water table. We really had such a fun day.

We had cupcakes with supper tonight, but Max still isn't so sure about cake. He mostly just picked at it and then threw pieces on the floor. We'll try again at his party on Sunday.

And, finally, this one was too cute not to include. I can't quite remember what he was mad about here, but I'm going to go ahead and guess that he and Natalie were working on "sharing". It's his party, and he can cry if he wants to.

Happy birthday, Max!! We love you more than you'll ever know.