Baby turned sixteen-months on Saturday. Sixteen-months?! Wasn't I just pregnant?
This little peanut has changed so much over the last month. Her personality is busting at the seams. Her vocabulary is doing the same. She's constantly covered in food and dirt. She loves playing outside in the garden with Mom. She can throw a fit like nobody's business, then turn around and be so sweet and cuddly that you forget you were ready to wring her neck. She thinks her big sister is the bee's knees. She squeals when The Dad pulls up from work every night, and runs for the door saying, Daddy's home! We just love her to pieces.
The Girl showed her the chives last week, and now she thinks she needs to eat one every time she walks out back.
She smells like a dang onion factory.
So dang sweet.
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