One year old, birthday cake



My little girl turned one so we threw a small celebration to mark our survival and bonne continuation. It called for tiny dancers, big fat chunky chocolate chip cookies, a roaring bbq and vats of wine (for the parents).

I know I felt I wouldnt survive the first six months especially with the torturous hourly wakings all night every night, but then the six month mark passed and she slept a little better, and now here we are,  deeply madly in love with our little girl with her toothy crooked rascal regard and stomping dance moves.