Happy Birthday to My Baby

My darling boy is one year old.  We had three cakes on different days.  One celebration with grandma, one with grandpa and then a little kids party on Saturday.  Liam will always be my baby but even I can see that  he is growing up fast.  I hope he will let me hold him a little longer.  I love feeling him in my arms and looking into those beautiful eyes.  I will never have a child younger than him.  Never have another who needs me more. 

Liam is in such a hurry to catch up with his brother.  He must know where Henry is at every moment.  He only wants the toys/food/activities that Henry has.  If I am reading or talking to Liam he pays a bit of attention to me but only until his brother enters the room.  Then, of course, he just wants to be next to his sibling.  I am glad they are close, yet sometimes I miss the bond we had for a short time.

He's my boy.  No matter how far he crawls from me, the friends he chooses, the independence he shows, I will still be waiting right here for him.  My baby.