one year.

oh finn.
one year already.
really?

it just doesn't seem possible that you have been in my arms for an entire year now.
and out of my arms and in my arms and out of my arms and in my arms and out of my arms and in my arms.
(you've become a bit of a mover and a shaker.)

and a walker.
and a climber.
and a talker.
and a crazy crawl towards the dog dish and stick your hands in as quick as you can before mom notices-er.
my finner.

finner.  finners.  finnamon.  finny.  baby boy blue.  baby blue.  blue. 

we all love you so.  sosososososoSO much.

thank you for choosing us to be your family.

even if i do draw crazy pictures of you driving a vw bus ...

and now.  like i do for all my babies.
on your first birthday ...

here is the one (and you have no idea how hard it is to narrow down to just one) thing i love the most about you.  right now.  at this very second.

your cuddles.

i love how you crawl crazily across the floor to simply lay your head in my lap.  or how you grab your most favoriteist blankie and pull it along in order to snuggle.  or how you just lean in for hugs and kisses.  whenever possible.

i love you finners.
to the moon.
and back.

happy one year, little boy.

read my first letter to finn here.
finn's arrival here.
and his birth story here.