I am sitting here at my table watching my baby eat raisins. Sometimes it just hits me how lucky I am to have her.
She is 13 months old and she is getting to be so fun. The last day it seems like she has grown leaps and bounds. She actually took six steps on her own on Sunday and I think that was the confidence booster she needed, because last night, she standing on her own and dancing. Then she would walk back and forth on her own between Greg.
She is so damn cute, I swear I could eat her up.
Last night I gave her a few bites of chocolate tofu pie (yes, I said tofu) and she kept pointing and yelling “DAT!” Then she decided it was time to start making surprise faces…
I think I am going to like this year with her, although check back with me when she is having a temper tantrum. I may change my mind.