Wow! Next month I will have a one year old.
I can't think too much about it or the excitement transforms to sadness.I couldn't be luckier.
My baby is silly, sweet, fun, chatty, friendly, and a handful.
Most days I don't think she stopped talking the entire day.
Dancing and songs are her very favorites.
Everywhere we go, she attracts attention.
She says kitty and Daniel. Daniel Tiger is the best thing ever invented, in her eyes.
We die laughing over her everyday.
She gets insanely hyper every night before bedtime.
She hasn't taken any steps yet, but I'm expecting her to before her birthday.
I can't get anything done if she's in the room.
She's obsessed with cantaloupe.
She hits, climbs, pulls hair, and then either glares or laughs when you say no.
She's straight up trouble.
She loves playing in the pool and bathtub.
She doesn't like how bright the sun is though, like her mom.
Stella and Logan play with each other, more and more.
She gets rashes on her face if someone feeds her sugar.
She's still obsessed with her bottle, so I'm nervous for her birthday.
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