Emma’s first birthday was an exciting time. She had just started walking a couple weeks before and gotten her bottom teeth the week before her birthday. As always, she was adorable
Family and friends in our living room.
I was 6 months pregnant when Emma turned 1
Climbing up into my lap to open presents. Yes, that’s my tattoo… a sun, not a spider
She ate her cake very carefully
She wasn’t eating messy enough for my brother-in-law’s liking and so he shoved her hand into the cake. She was horrified and cried. For the next few months after that she would eye him like ‘oh… you’re that mean guy’