Happy Birthday to my baby girl who was bald for a long time, a squirmy worm who preferred to snuggly to the stroller, the baby who didn’t sleep that first year and had a smile and a laugh to melt her groggy parents’ hearts.
This year has been full of so much joy and so much ambiguity. Through everything you are still a wonder. All grace and ease. Your new year holds new challenges and I am so happy to be close enough to have a front row seat. With face masks and social distancing, of course.
You are the apple that makes the tree look pretty darn good. Happy, happy new year!