One (and some change).

And sometimes, you turn one and mommy doesn't post it until you are 13 months. I guess with no nanny and real life/summer craziness, a month late was as good as it was going to get. Your one year birthday seemed to come so quickly and felt like we got gypped a few months in between.  It seems like you have always had 8 teeth, you could always eat an entire PB & J sandwich by yourself, you have never used bottles (we are all sippy cups now), you always slept through the night, you have always been the favorite with your siblings, you have always loved to dance, you have always loved your baths, you could always climb the stairs, always "walk" using everything as a support,  you have never been a newborn, you were never a teensy tiny baby and we could never imagine life without you.


You had two birthday celebrations, two cupcakes. Lots of presents, lots of smooches, lots of smiles. You are an angel straight from heaven that  blesses our family every day. We sure love you, Littles!

The hair before the hair cut.

After hair cut. 

Giving Mimi loves. 

"Sharing" your birthday car with your brother. 

Road rage.