Little Miss is two. She's on the path to toddlerhood. I don't like it. At all. Not one bit. If I could keep her my little teeny weeny girl forever and ever, I would. Potty trained, of course.
Last night, Steven and I went through some of her pictures birth until now. Can we say, "Baby fever"? Yep, I got it. She was so tiny in all the pictures, and now she's so...she's so...she's so...big. Relatively speaking. I don't think you can call a sopping wet 20 pounder big, but she's big to us. A big girl.
My little girl a day old...
And at her first birthday party...
Stay tuned for her party pics. Including a brief lapse of sanity on my part and a homemade rainbow cake. This could turn out really great, or really comical. I'm banking on great because I've called in the troops, and by troops I mean Jamie Jones, to help me with the cake. Jamie, have I mentioned I love ya! Who else would come over to assist with a birthday cake? Oh, it has to do with a free dinner? Will you change your mind if I tell you it's just burgers?
2 comments:
Happy birthday to your little girl!
Happy Birthday Miss A!!!!!!
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