Today is my Little Man's 1-year birthday. The changes he's made over the last 12 months, let alone the last week are boggling to me. "Hi", "kitty", "woof-woof" and duck come babbling out of his rosebud lips and the eyes-closed grins are frequent and giggle-inducing. He and his sister are night and day in the way that their twilight and dusk run into each other without a notice of a beginning and ending. So alike, so different. He listens but does not follow. A constant game of chase no matter if he's the only one playing or not. Coming into his own expressions, mannerisms, likes and dislikes. Mama's boy - yes. His own person - most definitely. Happy Birthday Quade.