You are so nearly there Henry!
Nearly 1 years old.
Nearly using your own spoon.
Nearly climbing up to the top shelf.
Nearly escaping your cot.
There are so many nearlys that I cannot count. I wish I could pause time and keep this version of you. Before you grow up and become independent. Before you don’t need my hand to walk you across the room and before you don’t need me to feed you your food. Everytime I do so it could be the last!
Stop growing little baby.
Stay little and always need me!
My little human!