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.
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.