Happy birthday my dear, dear Maximiliano,
It's hard to believe four years have passed since we welcomed you to our family. Just yesterday you turned one, two and three. You are funny, agile, sensitive, creative and very willful. DId I mention willful? That's my nice way of calling you stubborn.
What a year it has been for you! Newness all around. Your vocabulary took off. Being able to express yourself verbally has taken your relationship with Andrea to a new level. You two have become friends. You look up to him and love to play with and learn from him.

You still eat slowly and deliberately. You often ask for plain yogurt for dessert just be able to add honey. You love chocolate and cauliflower (with butter) and carrots and rice and pasta and bread and peas. You are on the fence about green beans. And there is no way corn will pass your lips.

You went through an I-will-not-wear-clothes period this spring. During summer you only wore very short shorts. And now that it's autumn we are having a hard time getting you to wear pants. As a matter of fact, you will put them on but ask that we roll them up past your knees. (I need to think of documenting that look - it's funny.)
Recently you had your first dentist and optometrist visits. You sat quietly through each and allowed the doctors to check you without a fuss. It shows how much you have grown, Maxi. Just a year ago there would not have been a way to reason with you to sit still.

You were adorable getting your eyesight checked. It sort of sucks that you couldn't make out all the images on the eye chart. You kept looking at me to help you out, but I couldn't. Sorry, baby. It looks like you may need glasses. (Like Andrea!) We will know next week.

You became a big brother this year. I think Lucien's arrival represented the most change for you. It fills me with love to see you take interest in your little brother. You are always looking for him and caressing him. You are tender, tender, tender with him. I love that.

You also try to make him smile. (He's not smiling in this photo, but he usually lights up when he sees you.)

You have always loved to cuddle and still do. I am so thankful that you are not afraid to ask when you need to be held or loved. I love when we put you to bed and you say "there's a spot for you in my bed. Mam." (And I love that you call me Mam when you are speaking in English.)

You have recently sarted drawing recognizable objects (airplanes, divers, submarines, whales and pirahnas are among your favorites.) And you do a lot of pretend writing.
I love when we are home alone and I can hear you sing from another room. By yourself, playing with your train set or your playmobil or lego, just humming a tune. You are happy on the inside.
It's been a big year for you, my baby boy. I am excited to sing to you and celebrate you today when you come home from school. Will you ask re-light the candles a second, thrid and fourth time like you did last year? Or will once be enough so you can open your gifts?
Thank you Maxi for being so perfectly you.
Je t'aime,
Maman