On 18 Months of Yumminess

My favorite chunky punkin is 1.5 years old TODAY. No one in our house can remember life without him, nor do we care to try. He is the funniest, hungriest, most coordinated bundle of steel around. He constantly makes people smile – young, old, strangers, friends. Maybe it’s his smirk. Maybe it’s his beach bod. Either way, he is the epitome of happiness. In just a few short weeks, this booger will be a middle child – a fact that makes my eyes spontaneously moist – so his one.point.five. baby years need to be celebrated. I can’t even begin to list all the things about him that bring us joy,…