my one year old
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And this is the very last photo of my one year old boy.
Dear Theo,
You are one. For one more day.
You are this tiny little person, only ONE. It sounds so young, so new. Just one.
I find it utterly unbelievable that at just one you are so very much you.
So very gentle and sweet. So very wild & rough.
I am in awe that you’ve already mastered articulating your desire.
That you know what you want, and you know how to get it.
You gently place your big hand on mine each evening and say “Mulk. Bed. Me”
You wake in the morning, eyes dancing and say “Out. Dere. Play. Me”
In parenting you I feel love so deep and aching.
Paralleled by a feeling of failure so deep and aching.
You are a wonder to me.
A constant surprise and mystery.
A challenge, changing, growing, difficult.
A treasure, smiling, soft & sweet.
I like you. Exactly as you are.
I love you. Always as you are.



