All boy

I kept Natty yesterday. He is not really "into" peek-a-boo or rolling trucks around or snuggling stuffed animals or being cuddled or stacking up blocks. He's into climbing things and being body slammed. He climbs up tall ladders with no fear and can move faster than the speed of lightening. His little toes are all scuffed up from dragging them along the pavement while on his riding toy, but he doesn't seem to care. He is tough. He just turned 1!! Yet, he acts like a 3 year old and can beat up his older brother. I tried to entertain him by playing with his little baby toys in the floor, but all he wanted to do was get a running start and lunge himself at me and have me gingerly wrestle him to the ground. He thought this was the funniest thing ever and I got huge belly laughs and lots of snot on my neck for doing it. He never tired and I could not believe that just a year ago I was swaddling him and his whole body fit along my forearm and now we are having a full fledged wrestling match on the back porch. He loves it! He throws all 30 lbs into it and giggles so much he slobbers. Meanwhile I am trying not to hurt this BABY, but there is slobber hanging above my face about to land on me and my cheeks are being pinched by his sweaty cookie caked fingers and suddenly we are both belly laughing and I fall deeper in love...if that is even possible.