Tuesday, January 3, 2012

our little 1 year old

It's official. We no longer have babies in our house. Our last little man, Holt, is growing up right before our eyes. Gosh what an amazing thing to get to raise up three boys. Every day I am just blown away by God giving me and Joe this task...and blown away even more whenever we mess up and these boys still love us and look up to us.
This year has been the hardest, by far. It's weird...the dynamic of going from two to three was not hard in our head because we already knew what to expect. But when it came down to it...the two to three is what definitely tipped the scales. Everything was running smooth until Holt became mobile...ever since then Joe and I have been running around with dark circle embedded under our eyes and the stress of the marriage has increased substantially within a years time...BUT...we would not trade any of it for anything...EVER.

Holt is amazing. He has been the most incredible baby, not only because of who he is, but by teaching his mom and dad so much more sacrifice and selflessness than I feel we have ever had to over come before.
Now that we are a year into his sweet life we can see so many incredible blessings that this year has brought as well as a "light" at the end of the tunnel.
A light that leads to Saturday AM cartoons, super fun exploratory trips and family vacations, bathing and dressing themselves, making their own meals...the list goes on and on...they say bigger kids, bigger problems...all I can say at this point is...BRING IT ON!

So here's some updates on the Holt-ster:
He is the chillest kid...even when it comes to getting up and walking.
He has no desire to do it...end of story.
So, he's either chill or really smart...get mom and dad and brothers to bring me everything...and I move so much better when crawling, so why not?
He walks around furniture like speedy Gonzales, but ask him to venture out...forget it.
However just within the past two days he has made some MAJOR strides in looking like he WANTS to try before dropping to his knees and racing off.
This kid can eat. He out eats both of his brothers combined at times. The problem we have had with the past two is making them eat....the problem we are having with Holt is that he won't stop...this should be interesting.
We have officially put away the bottles and the baby formula is off the grocery bills. However our refrigerator looks like a dairy locker. (whatever that is) Joe and I are trying to figure out where to fit a fridge in the garage so that we can actually keep these boys feed.
Turns out college can not be a concern for us...we just need to focus on getting them feed to actually live to see it.
He loves to "talk" And he's LOUD! It's awesome how he is trying to really interact with all of us...especially his brothers.
He LOVES to wrestle with the boys...he is all head too...head butts from Holt are a norm...the kid is FEARLESS!
He loves playing with his brothers in the sandbox or anywhere outside.
He loves balls and fetch...seriously...I feel bad sounding like he's a dog when I talk to him sometimes...but it's true.
He has a blankey that he ADORES. The smile on his face everytime he sees it is priceless!
So pretty much Holt ROCKS!!! We ADORE him! He is THE PERFECT fit to our family and we could not be any more thankful for his sweet little life.




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