The Little Boy Turns One

One year ago today, on a stormy spring afternoon, Gabriel made his grand entrance into the world. Where did the time go? Has it really been a year? Indeed it has, and what a year! If I had to sum up Gabriel in one word, it would be "playful." He loves to be silly and have fun. One minute, he'll let out a squeal and chase down his brother's abandoned iPad. Then, you can find him tossing a throw pillow over his head, giggling the whole time. Next, he's crawling around the living room at full speed, head down so that he can go faster. If he happens to bump into the couch, no matter; it just makes things all the more fun.

But as I write this, I realize that reading about Gabriel is not sufficient. You have to experience him. He might be small, but he can let out mighty squeals, screams, and shouts. Sometimes they're the result of him copying his brother. Other times, he's letting you know that he needs your attention . . . now.

Experiencing Gabriel also means that you might receive a bite on the chin or a swipe across the face. He's an active little booger, and he channels much of that energy into roughhousing, just like the big boys. He'll lean into, tackle you, and grab your cheeks, so if you want to play with him, be sure you're on your toes.

But don't get the wrong idea. Gabriel is an all around sweet and happy boy. He's full of smiles and will make sure that he makes you smile, too.

Happy birthday, precious boy!