A whole year of blessings has past and I am so grateful for the experience and memories.
Like her sleeping on my chest for the first few months of life; little snuggles so cute and warm.
|Happy birthday, Squeakmonster|
Or crawling at six months of age, insisting that the fastest way from point-A to point-B is by crawling over Daddy.
And the first time she outwitted me at just seven months old. She had been told, repeatedly, not to pull the bath plug. She looked up at me adorably while sucking the water out of a face washer; she got the cooing response she sought. All the while her other hand was slowly creeping to the plug behind her. I am sure her wiles will fool me many more times over the years.