Birthday Girl

Dear Betty,

Today you are one year old!

When you were born I held you in my arms…and gazed into your bright little eyes…and you promptly pooped on me. That has set the tone for the past year: life with you has been wonderful, surprising, funny, and, at times, a little gross. I can't wait to see what the next year holds!

Here you are enjoying your birthday ice cream. It appears that, like your mommy, you are highly suspicious of surprises, at least at first.

Happy birthday little monkey!