I went back in my archives to see what I wrote for Lucy’s first birthday. I’m not really huge on the whole birthday post thing, but hahaha man I must be psychic.
I love this kid fiercely. I don’t believe it is possible to love her any other way.
These last few months have seen her develop by leaps and bounds. Talking! Helping herself to milk just like her dada does-straight out of the carton. She shouts “eat!” at me when she’s hungry-and she is always hungry. One of her new phrases is “no, ME!” because now she wants to do everything herself. She loves to name off everyone in the family-except she can’t say Hazel or Ranger, so she calls them Baby and Puppy. She follows Adeline everywhere and tries to do everything Adeline does.
She is fearless when it comes to climbing. She is afraid of men she doesn’t know well. She won’t touch anything fuzzy or that moves in unexpected ways. She loves her dogs and cats, and her sisters.
From the minute she wakes up in the morning, she is on the move. I can hear her in her room talking to herself and playing. She doesn’t stop moving, except to eat, all day and then she ends up in bed before 7 every night because she is just so worn out.
This next year is going to be a lot of fun.
Happy birthday, sweet girl.