Happy Birthday Grandma!

Fun Days!

Christmas Decorating

And now it is time to take it all down.

I love my daddy!

Ruff. Ruff.

13 months old

As of now I have a whopping 12 TWELVE teeth!!! That's a lot of teeth and whole lot of pain for a 13 month old. But as the old saying goes, "No pain, no gain," and I am ready for my steak.

I am kind of walking now. I took my first steps on my birthday and have been taking a few steps every day. I can still get where I want to faster if I crawl. So that is what I do. Mommy catches me practicing my strut every now and then though. I am getting pretty good, I just can't seem to commit.

I am weighing in at a little over 11 kilos, for you Americans out there, that's 24.2 lbs. I am only about 4-5 lbs lighter than my older sister. Yep, I am going to take her down one of these days.

Other than pushing those teeth through, I am one happy baby boy.

ONE Year Old

Can you believe I am a year old?! Mommy can't hardly believe it. Here are just a few pictures from the day. Mommy and daddy threw me a big Macedonian style party at a pizza place. It was beyond exhausting, but it was fun!

The first year of life has been a blast. The Macedonians all call me "tempermental" and I guess they are right. When I am happy, I am REALLY happy --all smiles showing off my eight teeth. But when I am ill, there is really no consoling me.

Thanks for all the birthday wishes. I had a great one.