The roomer, a year later

So, a year ago today, I went in to meet my baby. It was my 20-week sonogram. I had always thought I would have a baby girl, but when I was laying down on the exam table, I thought "I'm going to see my little man". And there he was! (He really wasn't shy about showing us he was a little boy, either. Oli always "performed" well for the camera, at all the ultrasounds!)

I tried today to get a picture resembling his pose in the ultrasound picture. But just like when he was in me, there was no stopping him from moving around and I couldn't choose only one. So you get his lovely, amazingly funny little face. 

(Two things: 
1: we thought we were over whatever it was he had, but the pain came back tonight. Where is that third tooth and when will it be out?
2. All the smiles are for his godmother who is busy fighting a bad bug. He really wants her to get back on her feet as soon as possible so he can hang out with her and his cousin again.