Oh little girl. You are definitely mobile. And definitely on a mission, which from what I can tell, is to get into as much trouble as possible.
I know we anxiously waited for you to become the biped that you were born to be, but right now, we’re asking for five more minutes of that cute little bundle of adorable that didn’t move. Just so we can baby-proof a bit more.
You have gone from hesitant steps to running, and that has gotten you a few bumps and bruises, and scared a few years off mommy and probably given both Mommy and Daddy more grey hairs.
You’re exploring your world, and boy howdy do you not like the word no. Guess what little one? Get used to it.
You are loved and wanted, but you’re not going to get everything you want. I can’t fit a pony in my backyard and I’m sure that bylaw would have so much fun with that.
I can’t wait until the spring really comes. You know, after second winter? Then we can get outside and you can work on your plan to take over the world.
