I took a picture of you last night before you went to bed. You, in your brother's Incredible Hulk shirt, your last night as a one year old.
You showed off your super powers, yelling "Hulk smash!" as you flexed your muscles.
Flex, baby, flex.
Today, I asked you what you wanted for dinner and without hesitation you said, "Sketti!" I should have known. Just like your brothers, this is the meal you always request when I ask you what you'd like to eat.
You love it. Period.
As do your brothers.
You are so big now. My baby has been replaced by a boy.
I made cupcakes and you were happy to blow out your candle, but refused to eat any, telling me they were "nasty." Thanks for boosting my self esteem, son. I appreciate it.
You blew the candle out several times before we made it through the song. Light. Blow out. Light. Repeat.
You are a real pro now.
After baths, you opened your gifts. You were pumped over your Mickey Mouse toy.
"Mick-eee Moussss!"
A new lawn mower to help earn your keep around here.
Your brothers loved helping you and you were happy for them to. No fighting, which made your Mama very happy.
I hope this day was special for you Will, because you are so very special to us. Happy Birthday, buddy!
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