So my daughter. My baby girl. She officially turns 1 tomorrow. Which means I’ll be leaving y’all in favour of Toddler pastures. (In case you missed the shots from her weekend celebrations, you can catch up on the cuteness here.)
Perhaps sooner or later I’ll have to come to terms with the fact that my baby is on the threshold of talking walking. That as her curls grow and her spidey senses develop, she will in fact be a baby no more. (Technically).
I know. I’ve been talking about this a lot this week.
Perhaps also, what this all means is that I’m not all done with making babies, even though the mister is.
Dun. Dun. Duuuuuuuu.h. Oooff.
I shan’t taint the light-hearted, darling sweet nature of this post by delving deeper into that subject. I know I felt much better after viewing this adorable princess on her 1st birthday, how about you? (It really is quite something, how exquisite this little one is, in her traditional sari and gold jewelry?) Oh now, now you want to look, do you? G’won then.
Photo Credit: Little Posh Parties (the sweetest monkey themed birthday party!)
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