On this, you're very first birthday, I feel the need to gush about the purity of our bond, the true love and emotion that I constantly realize when gazing into your grey-blue eyes. But, I regress, and instead, I will gush about the cute stage you've grown into.
The other day you said "Uh, oh!" for the first time, today you climbed down the tiny step from the kitchen into Daddy's office. You still don't say Dada often, but Mama comes out when you're tired, mad, or want to get out of bed.
You and your sister fight (mildly) over toys and attention. Bella still sees you as a pushover and we all know that your spirit is not going to take that very much longer.
You love to cuddle right after a good nap. You hug with your arms down and the side of your head firmly pressed on our shoulders. That is a favorite for us.
Your not-so-sly peek-a-boo is hilarious, your cackle is contagious, and tickling you can turn any frown upside down.
Sometimes, when you and Bella are being quiet in Bella's room, I sneak down the hall to see what's going on, and you are playing harmoniously side by side with no problem. I've seen Bella treat you tenderly and play nicely with you, but this mostly happens when I'm not looking because she's too scared I might think she likes having a sister.
She started being protective with you early on. We all stopped by a baby shower when you were 2 or 3 months old and when were preparing to exit, she told a lady who was holding you that she wanted "her sister back."
Some folks have threatened to keep you, just to tease Bella, and she always yells, "No, that's my Bigtoria. She's my sister, you can't have her." She's been near tears with that one.
I never want to spend a second without you. I don't want all these cute days to end, but they will. Eventually, they will give way to teenage years and we will need a vacation from each other. But, until then, expect your mom to be glued to you and Bella, camera in hand, watching most every move you make.
You only have one first birthday, and I am so thrilled to celebrate yours today.
All my love,
Mommy
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