A blog for my birthday boy

My baby turned one two and a half weeks ago and I'm still reeling at that fact.  One!  Never has a birthday had such an impact on me (that I recall).  In twelve months I've seen my son grow from a helpless little lump (we called him Creature) into a helpful little boy, albeit one with an impish charm.  I've never loved anything more. 

This year just sped by and aside from taking about a billion pictures I have done very little to chronicle it.  I sincerely regret my laziness and would like to make amends now.  So here it is - my attempt to chronicle the highs and lows of this adventure before my mommy brain robs me of the details.  Why a blog and not a diary, a private record?  I need to be held publically accountable in some way (even if that accountability is only in my head) or I'll allow my nearly daily exhaustion to justify quitting this project, and that would be a shame.  I want my son to know what he put his parents through.