My first summer with you. I introduced you to potatoes and they’re your favourite. You also eat all your greens except avocado. You hate bananas. Love the ABC song. We spent so many days walking beneath the trees in London parks and you love looking up at the shivering leaves and light filtering through. You took your first plane ride to Mallorca in July and you swam in the ocean for the first time. You love the pool and water in general. Hate vacuum cleaners, and anything that sounds like one. You’re now learning how to pull up on furniture and cruise around the living room. You crawl, laugh at the dog, wave, share your toys with me and smile and babble to planes flying overhead. You’re almost one. You’re my favourite little person and I still can’t believe you exist. Happy end of summer, bubbs.