Well Russell has turned one. He is growing like a weed. He is eating like a horse! He walks. He dances! It seems he has determined that he will need to gain size and energy as quickly as possible in order to keep up with his brothers. He is in there like a dirty shirt (which explains why he is often without one); he wrestles, jumps, climbs and attempts all that his brothers do. He is a man of mischief, getting your attention and cocking a sly smile with narrowed eyes, just before dropping his food plate (after he’s had his fill) to the dog. He gives the best hugs – head tucked in, arms holding you tight, happy.

Love that Russell Guy!