Today, on Maizey's first birthday, I planned to post a retrospective of the last year.
Change of plans.
Change of plans.
Instead I am going to walk away from the computer and belly-laugh with my babbling, bubbling 12-month-old babe as she enjoys her Elmo birthday balloon. Later we'll go to the Escanaba Beach and swim in Lake Michigan. And tonight we'll toast her with Oberon and share grass-fed-beef-burgers from Farmer's Market.
Happy Birthday to my beautiful baby girl.
(I just reread her birth story. Tears. It was pretty incredible. You can read it here.)
