(Two days late, because parties are exhausting for kids AND parents)
I don't know what to say that I haven't said a million times already. This girl. She is sweet and crazy, loud and thoughtful, climbs on everything, eats only certain things.
|Dropping all the crayons down the cold air return was a bit of a tactical error.|
It's so different, the second first year. With Gracie, every month felt like a marathon. When her first birthday came, it was a little shocking, but mostly felt like graduating from college. We worked hard, and WE MADE IT. This time, it was a big blur of wtfshe'sHOWold??? It started when she was a month old, and went on hyperspeed from there.
|I remember when this was shocking. How quaint.|
We celebrated by finally depaganizing the little critter-
|The water didn't sizzle and the basilica didn't get struck by lightning: baptismal WIN.|
It was a good birthday. I don't think she has any complaints, anyway. And I learned something this year: two hours in the middle of the night last an eternity, but a year in the light of day passes in the blink of an eye.