Thursday, September 17, 2015
My Favorite Day of the Year
Wow. September 18th. A year ago I was going through the most painful, rewarding, gratifying experience of my life. I can't imagine life without her. My life has so much more meaning, and fulfillment. I feel so beyond blessed that she is our baby! I have conflicting feelings. I'm so excited for her birthday, and that she's getting older. I also feel like crying having to say goodbye to the little baby she was. She's hilarious, happy, and oh so naughty. She's begun throwing fits. Half of the time we can't help but laugh, the other half of the time we roll our eyes. She gets into everything. She takes steps. She waves so cute. She bear crawls. She copies words we say. Poop, necklace, ball, kitty cat, Jesus. She's started putting toys away. Melts our hearts. She loves her "loveys", the soft things she sleeps with. She is the chattiest baby ever. Ah! She's just so fun! She's so incredibly loved and spoiled. Really spoiled. Her personality is beginning to show that she knows she's spoiled. Such a stink. Everyday is fun when Logan is around.
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that picture of her laying on the couch with the bottle melted me. she has such an expressive face. like, I feel like she's way more of a character than most kids her age. you know? you know.
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