James Mark Mast (known by some as Jimbo) is one year old today! --QM

I've been thinking a lot today about the circumstance of my life exactly one year ago. Bringing James into this world was one of the hardest experiences of my life, but I'd do it all over again for him, and for Dorie. I love being a mom--I think it is the greatest vocation on earth.
James is my little snuggler; we love it when he burrows into the space between our shoulder and neck. He loves to turn lights on and off and he knows where all the candy dishes are (or used to be). I think he knew today was special; he was full of extra energy and bounce...or maybe that was all the chocolate cake that his auntie made for him!

A few days from D-day.
James gave us such a scare when began having seizures soon after birth. Look at our healthy newborn! God has answered the many, many prayers people gave for him.

There is probably a rule about wrapping your child's gift in something that has pictures of meat on it! James loved the magnetic doodle toy we got him anyway.

Flashback time! We celebrated Dorie's first birthday in Delaware a year and a half ago. These two are so different--Dorie was way more verbal and goofy; James is more focused and deliberate--but they both make us laugh every day.

Birthday burnout.

Final note: I never call James 'Jimbo.' :) Ok, maybe I have once or twice.