July 27th, 2015

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

On this, the eve of your first birthday..

I just put you in bed after cuddling you to sleep. 

You sat in my arms, arching your head back so I would kiss your nose. 

It seems silly to be so senitmental about a birthday, but it means you're growing up. Before I know it you'll be as tall as Rylee, and playing tag with the big kids. 

It just doesn't seem real.

Happy birthday baby boy. 

I love you forever mister K-Thomas,

Mommy 

February 28, 2015

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

You are my Hambug.

This week you're starting to move around a little more. You've been pulling yourself around the tile while wearing footy pajamas. You scoot backwards on your tummy and get mad when you're stuck in some toys.

When you're tired you lay your head down and take a break.

Your new sound is a weird guttural swallowing sound, and also g sounds. 

You like to headband when you're excited, and love watching your brother and sister. 

You don't like baby food, you'd rather stick to bottles. 

You're seven months old today. 

It's going way too fast.

I love you forever baby boy,

Mommy