One Year Old Tristan

Our Tristan is a whole lotta fun and mischief. He loves to play and tease us. If we go towards him to pick him up out of his crib, he will run to the other side and laugh. He will continue to do this till I decide to snatch him up. He also loves to hand me blankets out of his crib when I reach for him instead of coming to my arms. I love to hear him squeal with joy when I chase him around the house. His laughter is so infectious that I have to get him to laugh as much as possible. Tristan looks big and tough, but his is a bit of a wimp. His feelings get hurt easily and the tears stream down his face. He is also a bully and grabs toys out of both his sisters hands and cries when they take them back, so he kind of deserves it. He definitely tries to talk more than Bella, he says baby and Daddy and uh uh for uh oh, when he drops stuff. He also gabbers a lot more. He is already trying to climb things and climb out of the play pen. I have to keep my eyes on that. He is starting to walk all over the place. He is more daring than Bella and is even trying to run when I chase him. Tristan also loves to sing. He will be swaying and babbling to a tune and so content. He is such a good and happy boy (except sometimes when he is teething). He is fun to be around a brightens up my day. Some say I am brave to be raising twins and that they could never do it, but I say I am BLESSED and lucky and if I was given a choice to do it all over, I would not change a thing. They are two totally different people and I am privileged to have them both in my family. It was surely not always easy and I know I have a lot ahead of me, but I am taking it one step at a time.