I love this girl,
who turned one stupendous, sugar-coated year old today. Her favorite gifts were: 1) the Duplo elephant holding a yellow umbrella, and 2) the gift wrap, of course. This girl is caught in a time hiccup, running around the house in her black-and-purple Vans* as a big kid but still snuggling up for her morning bottle as a sweet-cheeked baby. She melts my heart, this one. As much as I wish I could stop her from growing a single second older, I can’t wait to see how many kinds of fantastic she develops over the next year. Happy birthday, Sophie Ruth!
* Because we are cool parents, but also because we want her to get mistaken for a boy ALL THE TIME. ::Sigh::
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I love this girl,
who burst into our room this morning after discovering Sophie’s birthday balloons** and shrieked, “Look! This balloon has NIPPLES!” (It did.) Her favorite one of Sophie’s gifts was all of them, and when I complimented her on the little animals she had picked out for her sister, she rolled her eyes. “Mommy, I’m pretty sure they’re for me.” She too is straddling the line between big and little—using logic when it suits her, but still skipping the whole way home from school singing, “One, two, three, four, five, six, eleven, eight, nine! NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE!” Our lives are a thousand shades brighter for her smile.
** In our house, the birthday girl always wakes up to a bedroom filled with colorful balloons. Surprise!
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I love this guy,
who stayed up far too late last night to help his pumpkin be-splattered wife finish making yummy things.*** I can’t say enough how much I appreciate this man. He loves his “girls” (all three of us included) deeply and shows it in little sacrifices all throughout the day… like putting on that annoying kids’ music so the girls can dance, or cooking supper on evenings when I look like Medusa’s tired twin. His heart is what holds our family—our lovely tangle of balloons and breakdowns and skipping and screaming—together the tightest. I think I’d like to keep him awhile.
*** Like these:
(Strawberry balloon cake pops for the birthday girl!)
“She too is straddling the line between big and little—using logic when it suits her, but still skipping the whole way home from school singing, “One, two, three, four, five, six, eleven, eight, nine! NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE, NINE!” Our lives are a thousand shades brighter for her smile.”
She and Amara sound so much alike. One minute, brilliantly logical with an adult-like twinkle in her eyes; the next, acting like she just popped forth from the womb.
You have such an adorable family! Happy birthday little Sophie!
Happy birthday Sophie! Sorry it’s a little late. I love reading about your family. They’re so beautiful! 🙂
Sophie completely rocks out that hat!
and Hurray for skipping! Natalie is getting so big!
Darius – How old is Amara again? It sounds like she and Natalie would be great friends. 🙂
Liz – Thanks!
Kelly – I’ll be sure to write about them again. 🙂
Sarah Jo – I kind of think I would rock out that hat too if they made it in my size! hehe
Ya know, I think you would too 😉