Sunday, November 12, 2017

one

Hold. Me.
My sweet, stubborn Etta:

Today you are one year old. This year has felt like the longest ever (I love you so much, but you are very high maintenance) but now that we are at this milestone I can't believe you've only been part of our family for one year.

You are a little lady who knows exactly what she wants, when she wants it. You are a strange kind of independent - you want to do things yourself, but you also want one of us to hold you at all times.

At one year old, you give kisses (complete with the muah! sound), walk really well, sleep pretty well, and love food. You still can't have dairy because of your FPIES, but you also don't mind since you haven't had it in so long.

You can't help but dance when Daddy plays his ukulele. You mimic Elden and Edith and think they are the most hilarious people in the world. When you smile, your entire face smiles.

Etta Lynn, we are beyond blessed to have you. We love you so much. Happy first birthday.

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