July 22, 2005
Happy Birthday Happy Harry!
Dear Darling Baby Boy
Unbelievably you are 1 year old today. I cannot begin to imagine where this last year has gone! I also can't believe that you've only been with us a year, it's just incomprehensible to imagine life without you.
This last month, this last year, you've been changing so quickly that if I blink I'm in danger of missing something. Your cute little face, your gorgeous smile, your charming nature - always so happy, smiley, and full of love for everyone around you - they're such a joy to behold.
I took you to see your family in the UK this month and they were completely charmed by you. While we were there you also learned to crawl while you were at grandma's house..... commando crawling but crawling nonetheless. You also learned to clap when we say 'good boy' or 'hurray', and you learned to wave hello and goodbye which is the cutest thing I ever saw when you open and close your hand in delight at learning how to do it. You learned to sit up in the bath and then flip over to lie down and splash around as if you're swimming, turning yourself around and around. Delightful.
The whole moving process, flitting from A to B to C to D, hasn't bothered you in the slightest. Quite content wherever you are. I was worried you'd have forgotten your Dad while we were in England but when you saw him at Seattle Airport after our long flight here, you gave him the biggest beaming smile and clearly remembered him!
Since arriving we've met lots of nice Brits who have babies all around the same age as you. Yesterday we went to a party for one of them whose birthday is 2 days after yours and you got little presents from them, which was lovely. This afternoon we're going to another friends house who is holding a little party for you with cake!
Your brother still adores you and you adore him, he's the best person in the whole world to play with. We bought you an infaltable fire engine truck which is also a ball pit thing, full of plastic balls, for your birthday and as soon as you came downstairs this morning you were squealing with joy and crawling into it with Dylan and enjoying the balls.
Little man, you are a complete joy, so happy and content, so sweet and loving. We love you very much.
Mummy (Mommy) xxxx