My baby turned 1!

I can hardly believe my baby turned 1!. It feels like I just had him. He has been such a joy to have, we actually feel like a family now. You know how when you have just one child it still feels like you are a couple with a kid tagging along? Now that we have two we are actually starting to feel like a real family, we have more of a schedule now, a system has come in to our household, and we have so much more fun. I never thought I would love being a mom so much, life sure changes perspectives. At least it does for me.

For his birthday I made him a cupcake with chocolate frosting (I know, another example of what a great mom I am-most mom's get a cake or make something fancy, my kid gets one cupcake)...That one cupcake he did get did not have a chance. Madison kind of picked at her cake a little bit and needed a little help figuring out what to do with it. Hunter needed no direction. When we were singing to him he was reaching as far as his little arms would read! If he could have gotten out of his chair he would have. He even licked his little fingers clean.

I even got a picture of the "How you doin'" face he makes. I have been trying to get a picture of it for months and I simply got lucky with this picture. There are quite a few things I can say about this picture, but it captures Hunter in all his "Hunterness." Do you see the crumbs on his tray? He tried to get every single one of them in his mouth. This was one item of food that did not get thrown of the floor.

The next question that arises when a birthday is celebrated is: "What did he get for his birthday?" Answer: A haircut!



I took him in to the girl that does my hair for his first haircut. I have no clue how to cut boys hair, eventually I will figure it out, but until then I will pay for the privilege of my child not looking like he cut it himself. He did not know what on earth was going on...poor kid! He gave me a few interesting looks when I was buckling him in to his booster and Karie was putting on his cape.

He sat still and calm the entire haircut, until she started styling it. Is he a boy or what? Little to absolutely no maintenance is his philosophy. He still doesn't like me styling it. But look how cute he turned out! He looks all grown up, and all the red that he had is gone. Looks like I might get my wish of a blondie! When I was prego with Madison I was convinced she was a boy because about once a week I would have a dream about a little blonde toddler boy-I took a yellow outfit to the hospital because I just KNEW they ultrasound was wrong. So maybe I was dreaming about this little guy-I'll say this, he is a dream! I cannot imagine an easier child. He is so calm and easygoing, nothing phases him. That will come in handy because he has one domineering, bossy older sister. (Can't figure out where she picked those traits up? Here is a hint: They come naturally from mom.)

Here is my big guy, in all his grown-up-looking glory. If only I could get his hair to look this cute. I didn't wash it for 2 days because he looked so cute and I knew I couldn't replicate it. Someone needs to teach me how to do kids hair, I am just finally figuring out how to do my own and I am almost 30.