A year goes by so fast now. I am mourning a bit with this little one turning a year. What a blessing he is to have and to hold. He stares into your soul with those big eyes.
Gideon is big and strong and in a hurry. He was the youngest of all his siblings to start walking. He was going across the room at 9 and a half months. Now he runs, a cute waddling run. He is into the cupboards. We had to hide the trash can. He pulls down the books and likes to dump out the pencils and the crayons. He has his own little clip board for his scribble drawings which he has been doing for a couple of months.
Whenever, he is outside, he picks up a stick and walks around like a little sentinel. More recently, he has been interested in playing in the water and in the shed. He is strong and healthy and a hand full.
Gideon weighs over 21 pounds, which is the same as many of our other kids weighed at 2. He is big and healthy and tall. I laugh when I think about all the worries we had during his pregnancy.
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