Look at that face, that grin, you can't see it but there's a sparkle in his eyes.
That sparkle that means he's up to no good.
He's 15 months old today. 15 months. I can't believe it.
He's running everywhere, he's climbing everything. He's trying to talk, he constantly babbles. He's teething, he's drooling. He's not sleeping through the night.
He loves his daycare buddies, he runs into his room every morning. He runs out of it the same way when we go pick him up.
He copies sounds we make and then laughs. He runs away from us and laughs. He chases the dog and laughs.
He dances to music anywhere and anytime he hears it. Bounces up and down.
We love you boog, mommy, daddy and even Smokey. I hope this teething thing ends soon and all we hear in the house are your laughs.