Happy Birthday Patrick (and Jordan)

It was one year ago today that Patrick was born. He’s not a baby anymore. He’s a little dude. A toddler. He’s kicking a ball. Learning how to walk the stairs at school. Singing along with daddy’s new record. Sweeping the floor with various brooms.

I can’t even tell you how we got from this…

…to this.

Or from brown to blond.

Or from tiny to tall.

But I can show you.

If you’re reading this, please know how thankful we are that you’re a part of our lives and part of Patrick’s.

To our friends, thanks for excusing our endless fascination with, and our blabbering on about, our awesome kid. For you pals who have recently had your own kids, we’re pleased that you’re just as excited and insufferable as we are.

To our family, who are new grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, and uncles, you have been instrumental in making year one a pretty incredible experience. A lot of times, and especially at 3 in the morning, we’ve wished you were here to share this magic with us.  As it is, you’ve given us all kinds of support, with your time, your money, your hugs, your being there. We’ll take you any time of day or year, when you can spare a moment and  hang out with this kid.

He’s sleeping through the night now. He’s dancing to the Stones. He can’t get enough of hanging upside down. His hair is getting HUGE. Patrick is starting to happen.