it's a birthday miracle.

Both monkeys slept through the night- and I only got up once to check and make sure they were alive!  I think it was Ike's birthday present to me. It's his birthday today- and I've always been one to think that the mother should be the one who receiving gifts on birthdays.  I am, after all, the one who did all the hard work on this day last year.  I'm also the one (with some help from kent) who does the hard work keeping him alive day after day :). So, thanks for the present little man!

We are going to be having a small celebration tonight- but I thought I'd just post a little tribute to him now.

Little Ike- aka Friedrick, freddy, fred, ike, ikey poo, rugrat, monster baby, destroyer- is one year old!  Zeb's first birthday was so exciting and I looked forward to it for weeks! But Ike's kind of just snuck up on me. I think it's because with Zeb he wasn't walking yet and I thought for sure that upon turning one he'd just stand up and become ambulatory. Ike, on the other hand, has been ambulatory for months now and I kind of feel like he's been one for months already.

Ikey is very laid back, almost always happy, and easy to please. He loves to destroy things and finds great pleasure in making Zeb scream. His favorite foods are beans (black and kidney) and cheese.  And he loves more than anything else to be rocked to sleep at night by Kent.

Right now he has eight teeth, a constant runny nose, and lots of bruises on his head.  He loves to clap, wave, shout hooray, point, stomp his feet, and touch his head. He hates sitting still at church, being ignored, and getting the straight arm or an elbow from Zeb.

We love you little turkey- and it's a good thing because we can't return you anymore.