Our little Walker baby is officially a year old. And it was, without a doubt, the fastest year of my life. How is this little second babe of ours one??!! I never imagined that we could love a second as much as our first, but the love is so deep and so real. Walker is absolutely delicious and such a pleasure to be around. Seeing how different he is from Jace just warms my heart. I’m pretty sure he’s going to be our sky-diving, never settle down, heartbreaking adventurer. This kid doesn’t stop moving. There was no chance of over stimulating him on his birthday either. He actually out partied us all, and was up late playing with his new birthday hoop game, running circles around the downstairs, snacking late and laughing himself into our arms over and over again. So much heart and soul, and those eyes!
This week is already a blur. And it’s only Wednesday. But for now I’m going to stare at this photo and laugh. I get the best mid-stance shots of Walker. Cracks me up. He’s always moving!
Not sure why I call Walker my boob, but I just do. It’s my favorite nick name for him. My friend Heather snapped this of my little man being a total ham at our lunch in Palo Alto. Those baby eyes get me every time.
Well, our not so little baby anymore is walking all over the place. Here he’s simply doing laps with his walker, but take it away from his little chubby hands and he will gladly walk on his own. He also loves to hold things as he walks – pillows, blankets, toys, a full sized football .. you name it. I mostly love that he loves us watching him walk these laps around our downstairs. And when he puts his head down, like it’s making him faster or something, just cracks me up!!
One of the parents at Walker’s little daycare snapped these photos of my smiley boy last week. It’s so funny how he can roll his tongue like that. Such a ham.