Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Happy One Year, Tate!

Dearest Tate,

Not a single day goes by when I don't stop and think, "How did I get so lucky?" You add so much to our lives. You make the funniest scrunched up faces. Your hair is so curly on the bottom; I can't bear to cut it. We jokingly call you "mullet-on-the-go." You love to point things out to us all the time--airplanes and trucks and dogs. You have the sweetest gap between your front teeth. 

You love to eat but are very opinionated about what we put in front of you. You prefer cheese and avocado (and anything sweet). 

We celebrated your first birthday this past weekend. We just had one family with kids so as not to overwhelm you. The rest were some of the adults who make regular appearances in your life. Henry juiced lemons for lemonade, scooped out avocado for the guacamole, and helped stir the cake. It was a simple and lovely affair. 

You are so loved. We are so lucky. 

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