A whole year

(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.

And followed that up with party and cake.

CAKE:)

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.