Number One, Baby Marty!

We made it to a year. I made it to his first birthday! This kid is tough, and I'm exhausted. BUT!!! Look at that smile. So adorable. And he learned to walk mere days before he turned one. I'm looking forward to his new found independence and will try to better enjoy our time spent together nursing, as I know the days are numbered. We love you, Marty!

And for his birthday present, we sidecar-ed his crib to our bed with the hope of him and I sleeping more than we have been and in separate spaces. Happy birthday! Nothing says I love you like a permanent space in my bed. For real.