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His birthday is tomorrow. As in, he will be an entire year old. I'm speechless. Ergo, this will be short. He said "cracker" today. Just now. He's been saying, "Eh da?" for a while, which translates to, "What's that?" and it's his way of connecting. He like to grab things and point to them when he meets you, and that is his way of showing you that he is involved with you. He wants to share. And so he's had some words for a while, things that roughly translate to Pearl (our dog), kitty, mama, dada, etc. This morning, I told him we were going to pick up his brother, and I swear to you that he responded with a syllable that sounded just like Sir H's nickname.

So. The cracker. I was putting him down for a nap five minutes ago, and he was holding a cracker in his hand. He showed it to me and said, "Whu eh da?" I said, "Cracker. That's a cracker," and he fully said, "Drah-err!" I just. Just. My baby. Not so tiny anymore. Sweet baby boy, light of my life.

Sir H, on the way home from preschool today, was telling me something about Mrs. K. I told him that Mrs. K. and I had a conversation in the hall after I dropped Sir H off in his room. I relayed to him the sweet things she had said about him, and I said, "Mrs. K loves you." He responded, "I love Mrs. K." Then, as Sir H is wont to do, he spent a few moments in silence, and I could tell there was more to come, and then he eventually said, "I know what love feels like." I asked him, "What does it feel like?" He said, "Like I love Mrs. K." Sweet big boy, light of my life. I love you.

And my precious boys together, Dash Incredible and Jack-Jack Incredible: