What a ride we're on, Conor... Realizing I continually reference the idea that the last year has absolutely flown by, what's more interesting are the phases you're going through whilst it does. Watching you go from preemie, to infant, to baby, to toddler has been more than an experience, it's been an honor. And each passing day would see you develop into something a little bit more than the day before...
Now-a-days you're looking much more like a little boy than a helpless baby. You're growing fast, moving quickly, eating anything we put in front of you, and developing your coordination such that everything is becoming a point of curiosity and equally so, a point of potential trouble. Taking eyes off of you for only mere moments could see you into the one thing in the room that you're not supposed to be getting into; whatever that may be. Yes sir, it's a laugh a second! If not completely terrifying... But certainly all part of it...
Anyway, there's truly not a lot to say at this juncture, Boy'O! But the pictures, well, they speak a thousand words. And more than words, your adoring public needs pictures!
Love you, Boy...
-Dad
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