Today I of course can't help but reflect on the journey we took to get you here. I am no less proud of the story today as I was a year ago.
Two weeks ago you started walking! You had been standing on your own, cruising and taking half steps for a while. So we expected it to happen before your birthday, and you didn't disappoint us.
Since you took those first steps on your own, you have not slowed down. You are walking all over the house. The teachers at daycare have repeatedly told me how nothing stops you.
Your sister is just as proud of you as your daddy and I are. Whenever you're walking around, Willa will look at me and say, "Look at my big girl walking." It is so sweet to see how much you two adore each other. I fully expect the two of you to fight and bicker, probably starting sooner rather than later seeing as how you like to take Willa's toys, but I hope you can always be friends.
This afternoon we're having family over to celebrate your first birthday with a party. We're cooking burgers and brats, and after presents and your smash cake, we'll go watch the fireworks Coppell is putting on especially for you. Okay, so the fireworks are for the city's 4th of July celebration. But, we'll just pretend they're for you.
I wasn't sure how you would do with the cake, so last week I bought some cupcakes. By the way you shoved that cupcake in your mouth, I knew you would have no trouble figuring out what to do with your birthday cake.
The last 12 months have happened in the blink of an eye. It's hard to imagine our family without you. Your beautiful smile and playful heart bring much joy to all of us. Happy birthday, Butternut, my baby girl, my sweet G, my Greta. I hope you always feel loved on your birthday.