BAM 3 months?!  No updates… I swear it is because of the walking.

My little man started walking at about 11.25 months old.  It started slow and he would take baby steps here and there but still was my little scooter:

11 months was an amazing month… Many “ma, pa, o (oso), Hi!, Uh Oh, agua”  Lots of words.

We laughed so hard, and enjoyed our not-so-little baby each and every day.  Then the big day creeped closer and closer and this momma, was in denial.

 

After a wonderful sprint to prep for my little man’s bash – BAM…

He was 12 months old:

 

Words cannot express the emotions I felt when Evan turned one.  I was sad, happy, nervous, crazy… I mean a basket of nerves.  We MADE it.  One year down, an amazing year filled with the most sincere feelings in the world; pure joy, pure nervousness, sadness at times… Babies fill your life; they make you feel feelings you never thought possible.  Evan is such a joy to Hector and I and to my family and friends… He is sweet and funny and I CANNOT imagine my life without him.  Each day he is the BEST part of my day.  My little family… I couldn’t imagine life any other way.

 

Dear Evan,

My little one year old.  My sweet child. Who loves, cuddling, hugging, giving kisses, talking, running, laughing, playing, and being the best thing on the planet…

Your wild hair, funny faces…

Your little jumps and your no-joke messes.  My puzzle man, my animal sounds dude… “what do cats do “MEOW” what do dogs do? “RUF”

My little man who is craving my attention RIGHT NOW.  So I’m cutting this short:

And with that, happy 13 months my little toddler… Mommy loves you.