Yesterday was DC’s first birthday. She had a blast. DKC had made her a small carrot cake, and as soon as we put it in front of her, she dug in with both fists and started chomping away. Very cute. We gave her a duck push toy, which she enjoyed almost as much as the wrapping paper and box it came in. Hard to believe it’s only been a year since she joined the family. A lot has happened since then–I certainly don’t think I’d have believed you if you’d told me a year ago what everything would be like now. Go figure.
In any case, it’s a pleasure to have her with us. She’s generally happy, although if she doesn’t get what she wants, she has a tendency to grunt. A lot. Enough that I’ve nicknamed her Frankenbaby. Once she can talk, she’ll probably talk as much as I do. Which is saying something.
Thanks for everyone’s well wishes, and have a happy Thursday!