“I’m Not a Baby Any More, Dad”

I guess he’s all grown up now that he turned one… no more baby stuff for this big guy anymore. There’s no need for bottles, or naps, or any of that other stuff that babies do. Nope, not Oliver, he’s one now.

Apparently turning one is where Oliver decides he no longer needs us. Last week we couldn’t get this kid to give either of us a second to breath. We couldn’t go more than three inches without him crying for someone to pick him up, especially his mom.

But now, he’s not a momma’s boy… he’s a big boy and what do big boys do? They play on their own. They take out their own toys, they figure out what to do themselves if something goes wrong and more importantly they don’t cry when mom or dad isn’t around… at least for now that is.