one
when I look back on the photos of your tiny newborn face you were this precious unknown person who I had just begun to trace I thought that way back then I loved you more than I could say but my words have become fewer with every loving day now when I look at you I see a face I know so well every grin and every giggle every tear and every yell it's been an entire year now and you seem so big and grown walking, climbing, playing, with ideas all your own every day I've held you every day I've breathed you in every day of this first year I've wished it not to end but I think I'm finally learning that while I'll miss your tiny days as you grow into your bigger self I'll love you in more ways this year has been pure magic and while I can't believe it's done, you have so much more that's coming now that you are one, my son
