Original design by Becky, I stole it a while back for Devyn's birthday pages and figured I would stick with what works! These are the only 2 page LOs you will ever see me do, lol! Just a simple collage and journaling about Trevor turning one.
Seriously dude, stop growing so fast! My brain still hasnít come to terms with the fact that youíre a year old. Itís been a year since we met, since I first held you in my arms, and yet I still remember it like it was yesterday. Youíre still my baby; youíll always be my baby, so forgive me if this gets a little sappy.
Just over a year ago, there were times I was actually scared to go into labor. I worried that we wouldnít bond, that I wouldnít know what to do with a boy. You were a rough kid when you were inside of me, what would you possibly be like outside? I knew pigtails and Dora, dresses and plastic jewelry. I had no idea what I would do with you.
And yet, the moment you were born, the second I held you in my arms, I knew we would work it out together. There was an instant bond that has not faltered over the past year, and I hope it never does. Youíve learned to tolerate living with two girls all day while daddy works, and weíve learned that dirt isnít so bad after all (although neither Dev or I have acquired a taste for it like you have) You look at me with a pitiful face as I sputter out car noises, but Iím learning. Bob the Builder and Thomas the Tank Engine arenít so bad after all, and you seem to put up with me styling your hair on most days. See, this is easy.
You love to be held just as much as you love the freedom of crawling. You love to snuggle as much as you love banging Tupperware bowls in the kitchen. You arenít talking yet but you have mastered the art of communicating via cries and grunts. One teary eyed look from those big blue eyes and I turn to complete mush.
You are such an amazing little guy that I canít wait to see what more you become in the coming years. Although at times I ask you to stop growing, to slow down, and stay little forever, I know you canít. So I look to the future with joy in my heart, knowing that you will bring it to me constantly.
We love you little man, more than words can express.