Oliver turned one on Sunday.
He officially took the first steps from baby to toddler, and even figured out how to stand up on his own, without using anything for assistance. It’s like he *knew* that it was a big day for him, so he wanted to make sure he celebrated it appropriately.
My baby is growing up.
And you know what? I’m okay with that.
He’s always been a lot of fun, but as he gets bigger and his personality develops, he is becoming such an awesome little person.
It’s a little weird that he didn’t absolutely love destroying and eating his cake, though.
We’ll have to work on that before his next party.
Happy Birthday, Ollie. I love you to pieces and can’t wait to watch you continue to grow.