Tuesday was our little Claire's 1st birthday. I can hardly believe it's been one whole year since we became the parents of 2, parents of a daughter, and Jack became a wonderful big brother. She went from a tiny, dark-skinned kitten of a baby, to a persistent, charming, adorable little monkey.
She stands and claps and waves and kisses. She has words for Jack and cat and Daddy. She crawls like a racecar, and can scale a flight of steps in no time at all. She won't take a bottle and has to feed herself. She spits everything out and sneaks food when you're not looking. She screams like a banshee for ice cream and throws EVERYTHING off her tray. She is the world's slowest teether, but gives the best toothy grins, while she wrinkles her nose.
Sorry to say it, but if her momma is around, she will ignore you. She attracts every eye in the store, and each stranger will stop by to tell you how beautiful she is. She refuses to sit in the cart, and can wiggle out of any strap. She prefers to stand! She prefers to play in the rungs of the chairs and climbs all over everything. She loves to read and is so happy to be sung to. She takes off like a rocket when she hears her daddy open the front door at 5:30 each day.
Claire thinks her brother has hung the moon. She saves her best laughs for him, and always wants to do what he is doing. Bath time was made for splashing, didn't you know? Mirrors are a girl's best friend and so are our cats.
She is huggable and snuggly. She has some crazy hair, and her bangs are long enough to reach the end of her nose...but forget about hats or headbands.
She is becoming so independent, but she is still so much a baby.
We love you to pieces, Miss Claire! Happy happy birthday, our sweet girl.
