One

Henry is one! So hard to believe. All of the email updates I get on his development congratulate me that he is now a toddler. It's a bittersweet moment, and I have this odd feeling that I'm entering a new stage of my life (that's right, I am turning my son's birthday into a discussion about me).
For the past year, Henry has been forming his basic developments, like sitting up, crawling, learning about food and what his hands do. And now it's his independence and communication skills that are developing (quickly, and with a lot of attitude, I might add). But he is still my wonderful little buddy, and I am thankful for him every day.

Henry got some awesome presents, and we (especially Ben and I) have enjoyed playing with them. Henry's interest in toys is sporadic. We got him bath toys, and he much prefers to play with the bucket they came in. He has quite a thing for buckets.

We had some people over for cake yesterday, and Henry got his own little cake to tear into. His method was slightly hesitant at first, and primarily frosting-focused. But as he became more comfortable with the cake, he settled into a slow, steady destruction.

Basically, I love this kid.