well, one birth day and one birthday.
Holy cow, it's so crazy to look at these two pictures. One picture we had no idea who this little squeaking, pink, alien was and then an entire year later full of diapers, laughing, tickling, carrying, feeding, soothing, playing, every.single.morning.nursing.session-ing, and we both know every conceivable inch of her body, her moves, what she is thinking (well, kinda), what makes her happy (tickles, Veggie Straws, Samford, food, boobies, being held, daddy, mommy, stroller rides, being tossed in the air) and what makes her angry (us trying to feel her teeth, mommy wiping gunk out of her eyes, not being held, being left to play by herself so that mommy and daddy can get dressed/make dinner).
And no, we still haven't planted the placenta yet. Ew, I know. Need to get around to doing that since it's still frozen in the outside freezer.
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