Twelve photo shoots in a silly basket.
Twelve cute little outfits.
Twelve months of smiles, stares, and spitup.
He made it. Happy 1st Birthday, Tyler.
Usually he gets a bit dressed up, but this time he’s wearing a simple onesie. A size three month onesie. From a package I lovingly washed and folded and put away in his dresser–before he was born. They’re still there, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to take them out.
