Micah turns 1!

Our sweet baby Micah turned 1 year old yesterday. I can't believe it. Seeing as how this is the second time I've survived the first year of a baby's life you'd think that I'd be better prepared to cope with the fact that it goes by in a flash, but alas, I am not. I am possibly even more emotional about it than I was with Rowan. I always knew that Rowan was my first, that he was the big boy. Even if we are blessed with more children I think that a part of me will always think of Micah as my baby. He's growing into an independent, curious, stubborn and vivacious toddler, but he's still my sweet, cuddly, happy baby boy. He loves hugs, loves his big brother and is basically my best buddy. He is happy and easy going but often has the most serious expression on his face. He is a delight and though I'm sad to see his baby years coming to an end I can't wait to see him blossom into a chatty toddler! How is it possible that each phase is cuter than the next!?