He also has started rough-housing with Sean more, and they both love it. They have little games they play together - most of which I can't watch because I'm so worried that Taylor will get hurt. Daddy's are definitely a lot more rough when it comes to play, but Tay laughs and squeals with delight, so he obviously enjoys it as much as Sean does. Here are a couple favorites of theirs:
Taylor is certainly starting to develop his own little personality, and I wonder sometimes what is going through that little brain of his. For example, he loves getting into our cds, and a few days ago he pulled out a cd case we have of a Mozart compilation. The case holds the disc, but is also a small book about the life of Mozart. Taylor was FASCINATED. He sat on the living room floor for almost half an hour looking at the pictures of Mozart, turning the pages with his pudgy little fingers, and talking to himself. It still cracks me up thinking about it; but hey who knows, maybe I have a child prodigy on my hands!
Being a mom is such an exhausting adventure and my son never ceases to amaze me with what he knows and the new things he learns every day. I just finished putting together his first birthday party invitations and can't believe that he's almost a year old. Not to sound cliche, but it seems like only yesterday we brought him home from the hospital. Now he's practically a toddler and I'm wondering where on earth the time went. I'm sure I'll have to get used to it though; every mom I know says, "Enjoy this phase, because before you know it you'll have a bratty teenager on your hands." It's hard sometimes to take the bad with the good, but I try to remember every day to really take it all in and enjoy watching my baby grow.