"I think this morning was
extra special --- mommy, daddy, Katie and Gus all came into my room to sing Happy Birthday to me!!! Well, as you know, Gus is a dog so he didn't sing, but he did come in with everyone. After mom changed my diaper, I laid still in my crib for just a split second so she could take my picture with Marty. Not more than a second though because I don't want to miss anything that might be going on elsewhere.
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| Unhappy in my crib, despite everyone singing to me. April 20, 2012. |
We went out into the kitchen like usual but there were different colored polka-dot balloons all around the house. And there was a special sparkly silver one tied to my high chair just for me. Cool. And on the wall in the kitchen, there were lots of pictures of me and Marty and a sign on each one labeling my age.
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| On display in the kitchen for my birthday: A Year With Marty, the Measurement Monkey |
I may be one now, but I am still not quite sure about walking on my own. I'd rather crawl because I can go much faster. I like to walk while mom or dad hold my hands, and I like to walk even if they only hold one of my hands, I just slow down quite a bit. I have a whole bunch of words that I like to say and I know what they mean: bath time, issssssssssssshy (fishy or Goldfish cracker), milk, thank you, more please, yes, shoes (I am kind of in love with shoes), hat, dog-dog, woof-woof, ssssss (Gus), airplane, water and baseball.
Time to get ready for the day. Hugs and kisses to everyone. Momma says I'm having a birthday party soon so I'll be sure to nag at her to post those pictures soon.
Love,
Natalie Jane"
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