eleven months
strawberry juice dripping down
to your armpit rolls
as you slurp happily to each stem.
makes you even more delicious.
you shriek happily as the cats eat
the soggy o's you've tossed to the floor
from your princely perch.
poor kitties!
you're wide, wise grin in the morning
sweetly starts each new day
for your papa and i.
what were mornings like before you?
you are a sweetsweet boy
my dear babychop.
i can't believe you are almost one year old.
an infant for only a month more.
almost walking and taking the world by storm.
i love you so much!
happy 11-month birthday, liam.
