One Year

My baby girl is one. What a miserable day for a baby - one year doctor's check-up, one year shots (she was tough!), and a chest xray (consisting of a plexi-glass trap that she was strapped into so she couldn't move) due to a nasty cough that will not leave. My poor little girl. She passed out in the car after both doctor's visits were over, caught up on her rest, and woke up her usual, sweet, dear little self.  She spent the day with Mommy and Grammy, then at night got to eat her cake with Daddy, Eddie, Jack and Papa too. What a wonderful little person we have watched her become. Scrummy, Miss Spider, Otter...you are our world and we love you!