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Thursday, February 16, 2017


Perfect love sometimes does not come until the first grandchild. ~Welsh Proverb

Can you believe she is ONE? Me has been a whirlwind. She is an incredible "little person". She LOVES being outside with the wind blowing in her face. She enjoys her pup dog (though there are battles brewing). She is loving and lovable. She is intensely inquisitive and quite the quick learner, she gets focused and must be re-directed to keep her out of "trouble". She is vocal. She has blue eyes. She's serious. She love, love, loves Peek-a-boo. She is walking, she is crawling, she is trying to run. She eats sweet potatoes, butternut squash and acorn squash; however, she loves "boob" the most! She is the bombdiggity and we feel incredibly blessed beyond measure to be called La and Be.

She was certainly interested in that cupcake! Momma did let her have an itty bitty taste of the frosting which she did not seem all that excited about.

Her momma had these words to say...

Without a doubt, this past year has been the best year of my life. 
Because of you, I am a mom. Something I have always dreamed of being.
Because of you, I know the deepest meaning of love.
Because of you, I strive to be the best I can be.
Because of you, I feel complete.
my daughter, have changed my life in the absolute best way possible.
I read somewhere that having a child is like letting your heart walk around outside of your body.
That couldn’t be more true.
It’s amazing to see how much you have changed over the past year.
You went from an ittty bitty 6lb baby to a walking and talking one year old.
You went from sleeping away the day snuggled in my arms to climbing on me like I’m a jungle gym.
You went from reaching at objects on your play mat to learning how to wavy bye bye and give high fives.
You went from baby cooes to babbling to your first words, dada and mama.
You went from rolling, to crawling to walking!
You went from being a baby to being considered a toddler (even though you will always be my baby).

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