Because I'm One

I’m one. I’m a big boy now. Do you know how I know that I’m a big boy?

Because I weigh 21 lb 3.5 oz and am 32 inches tall. Notice I’m not “long” anymore. I’m “tall” because I can stand up all on my own.

Because I have 7 teeth.

Because I can crawl super fast. I can even crawl straight up the stairs.

Because I can pull up on everything and cruise along the furniture.

Because I get to take baths in the big boy tub.

Because I can feed myself…sort of…well, I really like to have a spoon in my hand at dinner time. And most of the time I get the food to my mouth when Mommy loads the spoon for me.

Because I know how to use a sippy cup all by myself. And my bottle. And I can get Cheerios out of that non-spill bowl without help. Nemo likes when I do that because that bowl really will spill.
Because I can say "hello" and "uh oh."  I can also say dada and mama.  Mommy doesn't think I associate those sounds with meaning, but Daddy knows better.  He knows I'm calling his name.

Because I know how to give big hugs and huge, wet kisses.

And because Mommy tells me I'm a big boy, and Mommy is always right.  She wants to know when I learned to be so big and tells me to quit growing up so fast.  Her eyes usually get really shiny when she says this.