Well, it happened. Gwen's a toddling one-year-old now. I don't have anything to say that I haven't been saying all along. It is overwhelming to think about how much I love her and how much lots of people all over the place have loved her since before she was even born. So much love and I swear she can feel it. She is a confident one. I think one of my favorite things about being a parent so far is creating the world that Gwen knows. I didn't expect to think about this so much but it's on my mind a lot. I love knowing that I get to make a safe and fun and warm and happy and loving place for her to know about and live in. It's easy to create a nurturing, protected environment for her so far and not have her be exposed to negative things (except all the public transit, sorry about that Gwen). It's just pretty easy to keep her happy so far and it feels good to be able to do that for her. (I'm not trying to take all the credit for her natural demeanor but you know what I mean.) And not only environment but with our relationship too. A whole year with not a single ill thought/feeling between us. (At least on my end, I shouldn't speak for her.) I know I will slowly lose control of this as she grows so I'm trying to enjoy it while it lasts. I think my excitement for the future might slowly be edging out my sadness for the time that's gone. Especially since parties are now involved.
On the car ride over to the park. Only 5/12 balloons made it to the start of the party. It was a windy day.
Most charming backdrop aroundYep, I'm a mom
Feeding other people is hilarious
I guess we know where she gets her surprised face. These girls are so good to her.So is Ender