My name is Michael Wheeler part 1

Hi.  My name is Michael Wheeler and I just turned 1 year old.  Since I can't read or write or even speak yet, my mom is writing in a journal for me.  She wanted to share a little bit about what she wrote about me on Sunday so here is goes:

Today is Sunday so I went to church with my family.  I fell asleep in my mom and dad's arms for part of it.  I went for a stroller ride tonight with my family.  I really like stroller rides and I played with colorful plastic spoons and knives as we road along.  I love to play with those things and play with them a lot on the floor too.  I also like music.  This week, when I visited my doctor at the hospital, they brought me a birthday cake with a big "1" on it.  As they sang, "Happy Birthday," I clapped my hands along with them and kicked my feet because I was so excited.

I love my family a lot.  My dad was told that if I could talk, I would tell him how much I love him.  It is true, when dad is around or comes home from work, I get really excited and hope he will pick me up.  I love my mom too and I am always happy to see her.  If I could say words, I would tell them that and that I know how much they do for me.

A couple more things about me.  I like to feed myself but I don't like sticky, wet food on my fingers.  Yuck!  So I eat a lot of cereal and bread.  I don't like eating food from a spoon and shake my head to tell my mom and dad, but they still make me eat it.  I am learning to drink from a bottle.  That's hard because my face doesn't work.  I love my brother Spencer.  He makes me laugh hard.  I like my sisters too but they are on vacation at grandma and grandpa's so I miss them.  I like to make sounds and have someone copy me, especially squealing sounds.  I am learning to sit all by myself.  My family is proud of me.