Well, she isn't a little baby anymore, but she'll always be my baby. She's been walking for nearly three months now, and is a pro. We were lucky enough to celebrate her birthday and Christmas with her grandparents, and family on her dad's side. It was a truly wonderful trip. She didn't mind (or at least tolerated for a couple minutes) the abundance of hairbows we put on her, even the ridiculously large ones:
She took pictures with her cousins (but hasn't yet learned the reflex-smile-for-the-camera):
One of her favorite activities during our trip was playing peek-a-boo with everyone from inside the cardboard house that Nana bought and her cousins decorated.
She really enjoyed the whipped cream frosting birthday cake.
All around, she's a very happy little girl. She likes waving to strangers, meeting and playing with other little kids, and exploring everything around her. We couldn't be luckier. She wakes us up with smiles and baby-talk, and keeps us going all day long. Thank-you sweet girl for such a wonderful first year of life! I'm so excited to watch you (and learn with you) over the next year.