I'm not even going to pretend that I'm just sneaking this bad boy in under the wire. Five days, folks. Psst...it's birthday week.
Buuuuuuutttt..... let's pretend it is not and take it back a few to a time not so long ago...
You remember that time... where you could actually play outside in Texas and didn't feel your skin melting off your bones. Remember that time???? I miss it.
Eleven Months was beautiful. Road trippin'
crazily celebrating my favorite guy...
For real fun. Eating flip flops on the bottom of a dressing room loads of fun.
Cousin hangs kind of fun.
DISCOVERING ICE CREAM kinds of fun.
And that whole trip to see Dr. Williams and hearing that my "hips are looking good"... well that was okay but my parents sure seemed excited. I just wanted to hang around my friend.
11 months... you've been good.
*Physical therapy started up for Annie one day a week which means that before we started therapy she pretty much charged head on in to all her milestones... cause' that is how it works, no? Travels to Dallas, learning to crawl, swimming almost every single day... all kinds of gloriousness.
This whole first year of life... almost checked off the list! FIVE DAYS. We can't wait.