Tomorrow you turn one! As I think back over the past year I am blown away by how much you've grown - from the tiny, blinking newborn I held in my arms, to the crawling, climbing, into-everything baby girl you've become. This year seems to have flown by, and yet I know you've changed more this year than you will in any other - you are already so much more like a 2-year-old than a newborn. On the cusp of toddlerhood, you love to explore and investigate anything you can get your hands on, from a crumpled piece of paper to Daddy's computer. You are a little girl with a big personality. These are some of the (many) things your Daddy and I notice and love about you:
Your sense of humor: Like most one-year-olds, you are a total goofball! Silliness is the name of the game - you love making (and watching us make) funny faces, playing peek-a-boo under blankets and buckets, playing "Get Daddy" by scrunching up your face, charging, and nestling your face into his neck. You "get" Mommy this way too sometimes, but everything is sillier with Daddy. You also love swinging, hanging upside down, and bouncing (preferably all three at once).
Your cuddly-ness: You LOVE giving hugs. You hug Puppy, Violet, Purple Monkey, Monkey, pillows, blankets, and sometimes Mommy (don't worry - I know some day soon you'll love me as much as Monkey. ;) ) Tonight you gave Daddy a hug right before bed. You are such a sweet, sweet little girl.
Your dramatic flair: You are, and always have been, a bit of a drama queen. Head bumps are SO traumatic. The sunshine makes you squint and turn your head, and you let us know that you are positively starving when you're hungry and have to wait. You are, after all, Princess Lucille, and it's very important that we are aware of this fact at all times. (Does this have anything to do with being your mother's daughter? hmm.)
Your curiosity: You know that everything has a name, and you want to know about EVERYTHING - from the tree branches to store windows to people we see at the park. Lately you enjoy pointing, and calling everything "bay-beh" or "ga". Someday soon I'm sure you'll come out with recognizable words, but for now you are content to babble in your own language.
We love you so much, Lucille Joy. You have lived up to your name one hundred percent, bringing so much light and joy into our lives; into shadowy places in our hearts we hardly knew existed. We are so blessed and honored to be your parents, and we thank God for you every day. Sometimes you drive us crazy, and sometimes you worry us to death (just this morning, I had to take you in to the doctor because you scratched your eyeball and I thought you
Love always,
Mommy and Daddy