How time flies! My baby is 1 1/2 years old tomorrow. I will soon be done referring to her age in months. Won't that be weird? I remember the days I used years to define things. Then you get pregnant and it changes to weeks. Then you have a baby and it changes to months. I long for the day I get to use years again.
She can turn anything into a toy. She's playing with the top to the essential oil diffuser here. She's quite creative. Her other favorites include my hair clips, necklaces, Chris's belts, and her wipes. She loves to wipe her face and anything else she comes into contact with. She's a clean freak already. I'm so proud!
She's quite a fan of ice cream cones. Very fun trip to Arctic Circle. She loves going down the slide. She's getting to the point of no fear, which causes TONS of fear in me!
We're hoping she'll be our little baller. Either that, or she'll be our gangsta.
We're having our first family photos, since Rylee was born, done next week. I'll post them as soon as we get them. Soon after, we'll be headed to San Diego, CA for our first family vacation. Well, the first one including a flight and a stay in a hotel anyway. I'm nervous! I would love any suggestions veteran travelers have for me. Chris's brother, Danny, will be getting married. It should be a lot of fun!