Charlie, you're 11 months old and I am scratching my head, wondering where the last year has gone...
You're quite adventurous, and you've never met a boundary you're not interested in testing.
We continue to marvel at your sweet, gentle, happy nature.
You never seem to have a bad day! You get dragged around quite a bit to dance lessons and Tae Kwon Do and Walmart, and you don't seem to mind a bit - God so surely made you just for us.
You've learned to clap! You love to practice...
Clapping is only one of your skills, buddy. You also say "Mama" and "Dada," wave both hands wildly to say hello, and instantly pop your little thumb in your mouth when we say, "Charlie, where's your thumb?"
Sweet goodness, you're gifted.
It is a true joy to watch you grow. Your sweet presence in our family has blessed each one of us so much. I'd say that I wish you would stay a baby, but the truth is, you get more fun each and every day. Happy 11 months, Chilly. We love you to the moon and back.
And the child grew and became strong; he was filled with wisdom, and the grace of God was upon him."