On Tuesday the 20th, we went over to the hospital to get another copy of her footprints, as we realized we'd lost the first (parent fail. 2nd child). While there, we posed for a picture at the site of her birth: the Birthing Center parking lot and the passenger seat of our Nissan.
It felt like no time had elapsed at all. Yet there she is, my armful of toddler.
In Maryland, we had a small family party which all her grandparents were able to attend. She donned her birthday dress for the occasion:
I was saving this dress for when she was a confident walker. Well, the last week made the clinching difference. Adele can now be classified a toddler! She's been walking continuously since we left.
| Heeeey! Thanks for coming to my party, y'all! |
Grandpa Jim took the opportunity to spoil his grandkids a little. Among her gifts: books, 2 hot tutus, new boots, 2 stuffed cats, a cool interactive puzzle from brother, blocks, and a wire toy. She has her own empire now.
My effort for a strawberry cat cake for my little cat lover. No comments about the gruesome effect of the dripping strawberry juice from within the layers. None. You hear me?
Adele's feats have not been limited to circumambulation. She has been trying to say more and more words (most recently: Tigger!) and has been signing a new word every few days. Most recently, she's been signing bird and shaking her head NO. Her days of passive babyhood appear to be over.
She's got a few more cat books, so she won't have to look so hard for cats to exclaim over.
| New hat from Great Grandma Dorothy! Grandma Grunert helps her model it and identify herself. |

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