365 days have come and gone for our little Weston. I know it seems cliche but how in the world did he turn one yesterday. Our little man is seriously the light in our lives and keeps everyone on our toes 24/7. For years, people would always tell me that boys are just way more active than girls. Olivia was a busy little toddler, but I have to say that her little brother has her beat.
If he isn’t crawling on top of the activity mat to bring down the blinds, then he is sitting by the doors waiting for any possible chance to go outside. He loves playing with our fire pit, taking a trip down his roller coaster or trying to pick tomatoes off our vines. The summertime was spent in the $5 plastic pools that you can find at Wal-Mart, rides in the wagon and walks in the stroller to pick up the kids from school.
He’s been on table foods ever since he turned six months old. We tried the whole puree gig, but once he caught on that he wasn’t eating the same thing as us he wasn’t having it. He’s a carb loving, carnivorous one-year-old who has a sweet tooth for ice cream and cookies.
Since day one I had a goal to breastfeed for nine months. Well, nine months flew by and so did 12 because I’m still going. He’s about 50% breastfed now and 50% of whole milk. Feeding time is my quiet time with him and I absolutely love it and it will be so hard to give up. He’s got five teeth and I have a feeling that a few more are on their way with the constant drooling going on.
I’d like to say that sleeping is under control. I had high hopes since his sister started sleeping through the night at six weeks. Well, that didn’t happen AT ALL! In fact, he still gets me up a couple of nights a week for a small little feeding. The good thing is that he is a rockstar at taking naps during the daytime.
Vocabulary – He can say momma, dadda, bubba, yay and go.
Accidents: Weston is going to be “that” kid who is climbing trees trying to reach the top branch and then forgetting how to get down. We’ve had several boo-boos on the forehead with one taking us to the ER because he started throwing up afterward. One trip to the ER on the weekend because his fever spiked to 104.4 one night and we couldn’t get it to come down. (Ear infection)
Two weeks ago he took his first steps and I have a feeling that in the next week or two we will have a walker. Right now we are in high gear when crawling and taking the walker on trips around the house.
This past weekend we threw a milk and cookies party with immediate family joining us. With Halloween right around the corner and peoples busy schedules, we decided to do something intimate and small. He wasn’t much for eating the smash cake, but he was all for playing in it. The first year has been fun and I can’t wait to see what’s in store for this little guy in the years to come.