Freshly hatched:

Things you did back then: sleep, nurse, sleep, poop, nurse, shout, nurse, poop, pee, nurse, hiccup, startle, nurse, poop, pee.

One. Year. Old.

Things you do today: “talk” on the phone, crawl like crazy, pull up on everything, explore everything, nurse, poop, pee, smile, laugh, shout, pet the dog, pet your Baba.

That will have to suffice for now. Happiest of birthdays, my sweet son. I love you.