So, Hayes is officially a year and a quarter today. And he could care less. But, since I’m keeping track, I’ve got something to say about it. Here goes:

Wow! Hayes, dude, you’re getting freakin’ huge. You can walk, talk, climb, run, fall, cry, eat, poop, and just about everything else one can expect from a 16 month old. You’re awesome! And, like your dad, you appear to be aware of your awesomeoness. So, that’s good, too.

Words are coming a couple a day at this point. “Outside” and “inside” were two of them over the weekend. They are important words for Hayes, becuase they give him new freedom to smush flowers and crush ants outside or climb up and stand on chairs or open doors inside. It’s all good for Hayes. And, like most people, he seems to have that grass is greener mentality. It’s always better outside when he’s inside, you know?

Among his favorite things to do these days are eating, sleeping, and running. He’s good at all three. He eats weird things like his daddy (blue cheese, olives, anything Indian) and forgoes more normal foods like chicken. He stuffs his blanket in his mouth by way of letting us know he needs to go to bed and can sleep for 11 hours. And… running. He can run like the wind, take gigantic falls and spring back up like nothing has happened. Yup, he’s a tank.

Hayes, glad you’re here. If things keep progressing at this pace, you’ll be smarter than me in… well.. about 4 months. Ok, maybe not smarter, but likely a better speller.