Finner Finner Chicken Dinner

Finn is 18 months old today! I can't hardly believe it.
You came into this world so quietly...that's long gone!
Now you are my little boy. Running, jumping, laughing, singing, playing, yelling, learning, loving. Sometimes I think about how you might be the last baby I ever have. Sad. Not because I want to have another baby (now it's in writing), but because YOU aren't a baby any more. I can't stop you from growing up. Yes, I am crying right now.
These are just a few of the things that make up who you are:

• You eat CONSTANTLY
• You love your blankies and your monkey
• You are a monkey
  
• You suck on your pointer finger when you are tired
• You have a major attitude sometimes
• You are silly
• You love to laugh
• You love to cuddle when you wake up
• You love to make messes
• You love cookies
  
• You have an infectious laugh
• You look like me
• You are learning to defend yourself
• You love anything that is soft
  
• You aren't shy
• You love taking baths, but you hate getting out
  
• You are very persistent
• You're beautiful and full of life
• You make me smile

I love, love, LOVE you.

Perfect.