My sweet baby TJ is celebrating his first birthday. It’s been a year since we welcomed into the world, but really, he welcomed us. When I delivered him, he blinked, looked us up and down and said, “You guys are aight.”
I love this boy so much. When I get home from work or pick him up at the daycare, his eyes become these huge saucers and he starts huffing like an old man until I make my way to him and lift him up onto my hip. He clings to me, laughs at me, wipes his face on my clean shirt. He is such a joy when I see him and when I hold him, I shove my big mama bear face into his neck and then I continue to chomp on his delicious, baby body.
Tonight we’ll have cake and candles and remind Nathan that his birthday is next month and that TJ’s birthday was not last week, it’s today. Happy birthday, sweet boy.