Happy Birthday, Maxwell!

A year ago today we were greeting all 8lbs and 12oz of Maxwell Asher into our life. I remember right before he was born my midwife telling me, between contractions, to take a moment and give this sweet baby what he needs for a safe passage. I prayed for Asher at that moment and then seconds later, there he was!

Brothers!

First kiss!

Proud daddy

We went to the hospital really not having a clue what Maxwell's middle name would be.  We prayed and prayed and he name that keep coming to both of us was Asher. 

Now, Asher means "happy" and God must have really known our son, because he has turned out to be the happiest child ever.

Here are a few of my favorites from the past year:

Trying to smile in he early days!

Happy!

Happy with my brother

Happy just because 

KISS!

Posing for the camera

Mother's Day

Playing on the stairs, his favorite activity in the world!  And he is totally hamming for the camera, just so you know.

Maxwell, we love you more than words can say and every single day I marvel that God made you from a tiny little thing in me into the boy you are today.  You are feisty, adventurous, hilarious, and cuddly all at the same time.  I love the way you nod your head yes, blow "ssss" sounds when happy, and the way you screech so loud just to make yourself laugh.  And yes, I love how easily you go to sleep and how you sleep through the night.

Happy First Birthday!