At breakfast this morning
In the blur of the last twelve months, I am so glad that I kept a blog. Everyone says it, and that doesn't make it any less true: they grow up so fast. This past year has been nothing short of mind-blowing on a daily basis.
My first thoughts? I just gave birth to Bubba's dad!
A human creature came out of my lady parts. It cried a lot. It ate from my boobs. And then this amazing thing happened. It started learning all by itself and programming itself to defeat the parental unit.
And now? It consumes mass quantities of information each day and translates it into either a game or a joke or a song. My role has gone from Everything to something more along the lines of Food And Sometimes Cuddles as it navigates and explores all on its own.
My sweet little baby. My baby that used to sleep all day long. My baby that smells like energy and softness. My belly-laugher and song-hummer.
She's a year old.
All of the bear photos: