One years old!
Pretending you are a baby again while visiting Isaiah at the hospital.
Showing me your ornament that you picked out this year. A guitar. You quite insisted for some reason. I wish I knew what you like so much about it.
Ah, yes. Playing with paint. It seems to always end up not on the paper with you! This time you used is as make-up...a little on your lips and some on your eyes!I am so glad to have spent the last two years with you. You light up my life each day. Happy Birthday to you, sweet baby girl of mine!
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