Some may say it's hard to believe but I believe it. Kendrick turned one. In some ways, it feels like I should say he "finally" turned one. The three of us have had so much change over the past 12 months (both exciting and scary) that, sometimes, it feels like this year has lasted too long. That doesn't change the fact that I did tear up at 10:00 last night, remembering the moment when I saw his face for the very first time. And we've loved him more and more as every day goes on. To say that he's the best thing we've ever done is an understatement.
We had a small party yesterday with a few of our close friends and neighbors. Kendrick had a wonderful time playing with his friends, showing them his toys, and eating goldfish off of everyone's plates. Cake eating was quite successful. After he initially appeared scared of the cake and scared to eat it, he dug right in and made the mess he was born to make.
Here are a few pictures from the day. Enjoy!
