I love birthday parties. This is a weekend of not one, but two, birthday parties to attend! I think that everyone is entitled to one special day per year. A day of being fussed over. A day to feel special.
Monday was my baby girl's first birthday. It was an emotional day for me. I no longer have an infant, and more than likely never will again. It was mostly happy, though. We have a happy and healthy baby girl (I am choosing to subscribe to the viewpoint that a child is not a toddler until they are 18 months old). My husband and I have discovered that she loves it when we sing happy birthday... over and over. It's sweet.
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