An interview with the Birthday Boy:

M: So... Zayden, you're one! You've just gone and grown up right before our eyes. 

What do you like most about being one?

Z: Oh, I love all the independence. I love walking around all by myself, I've almost mastered a fast walk/run move... it sure keeps you on your toes, huh mom? 

M: Yes, it does. I especially like when I tell you to come to me and you take off as quickly as your little feet will take you in the other direction. 

Z: Sorry mom, it's just too much fun watching your face. Will you forgive me?

M: Of course, you're just too cute. 

Z: Yeah, that's what I was counting on. I knew you couldn't resist my cuteness. 

M: So what's your favorite time of the day? 

Z: Oh, that's easy. I love mornings. I just love to stand in my crib and bang it against the wall until somebody hears me and comes in my room to pick me up. 

M: Yes, you shouldn't do that. It makes awful marks on the wall that mom has to clean off. 

Z: Sorry, it just makes the coolest noise. I like that loud noise, it sounds like the bass in a song-- and speaking of music, I sure love to dance. Mom can we dance? 

M: In a little bit. What's your favorite toy? 

Z: Well I REALLY like Dad's iphone... especially when it plays music. I just love to move and shake when I hear a great beat. 

M: What's your favorite song to dance to? 

Z: Gangham Style... I think it's hilarious. 

M: Do you have any other favorite toys? 

Z:Well, I really like those fuzzy books.

M: You mean the touch and feel books?

Z: Yeah, those ones! I like petting the animals. I really like cats and dogs. Why can't I run down the street to pet the neighbors cat?

M: Because it isn't really safe to be in the street on your own. You can pet the kitties when Mom's around though. 

Z: Oh, Okay. 

M: Do you have a favorite food? 

Z: Yeah, well I like lots of food. I like pears, bananas, crackers, string cheese, oatmeal, yogurt, applesauce, cereal, cooked carrots, pretty much any dinner you make. I'm not a real fan of those long green things though... 

M: You mean green beans? 

Z: Yeah, those things. Yuck!

M: Do you like playing with your brothers? 

Z: YES! Well, sometimes I try to play with them, but they get mad cuz they say I'm not doing it right. I'm not sure what's so wrong about knocking over those block towers that they make. Isn't that how you're supposed to play with them? 

M: Sometimes it's okay to knock them down. Other times they want to play with them while they're still  up. It's okay, I know you meant well. 

Z: Well, I hope they know I wasn't trying to make them mad. 

M: They know. What else do you like to do with your brothers? 

Z: I like to play cars with them and try and shoot balls in that tall thing. What's that called again?

M: The hoop. So you sleep through the night pretty good and you're walking, and you manage to eat quite a bit of food with those 3.5 teeth you have.... You're getting to be a big boy. Anything else you want to add? 

.... Zayden?? 

What are you doing?

Z: Oh sorry mom..... 

....I was expecting a phone call from my girlfriend. 

M: You don't have a girlfriend! 

Z: Nah, you're right. But you should have seen your face. Gottcha! I'm pretty funny. 

M: Yes, you ARE pretty funny. Now put my phone down. 

Z: Not a chance mom, someone's texting me. Can we do this later? 

<*Sigh*> 

I love you you little grown up man. You are one heck of a kid, always happy. I'm so lucky to be your mom. 

Happy Birthday Zayden!