Yes, I am a day late. But after a party on Saturday, church
and an exhausted nap and visitors and a church meeting on Sunday…well, I hope
you understand. But I did get the pictures made, which is simply not easy
anymore.
It went something like this:
Do I have to lie here with this sticker on and get a picture made?
Mama, I really don’t want this sticker on!
Okay, here’s the deal: I’ll keep the sticker on if you give me the
phone.
Oh, fine. I’ll keep the sticker on and sort of smile – at least for a
minute.
I honestly don’t know how these people who have perfect
pictures all twelve months of their kids do it – they either give them
tranquilizers or their kids are even better behaved than Emry!
Twelve months…one whole year. It’s hard to believe how the
time has flown by… and what life was like before her. Of course, there are so
many adventures ahead – so many things to still learn. We do get up on our
hands and knees now, but we don’t go anywhere. Just yesterday I walked into her
room to get her up from her nap and stopped. She was sitting up in her crib. I
asked Ed if he had been in there to check her, but he shook his head. So, even
though I haven’t actually seen her do it, I guess she can sit up on her own
now. She loves to read her books to herself, we have to be careful because she
rolls over on the changing table, she loves to play with buckles and try to get
them together and she is very good at pointing out different animals in her
book or features on her own face or ours. But best of all…just this morning for
the very first time, she said, “Mama”.
I cried.
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