Yesterday I met this lovely lady. She is to be called Brinley. David says he likes B-Rock better. To each his own. She is so sweet and tiny. I love when their little butt fits perfectly into your hand. Newborns are my favorite kind of baby. They don't pull anyone's hair or get mad when you change the TV from Dora. I'm just saying. (I'd make the pic bigger but its from my phone so its blurry).
51 weeks ago today I had myself one of these.
She was one week old before I knew it. And it was the start of football so her daddy got to pick out her outfit.
She grew overnight. Now she's in her highchair next to me feeding herself Trix and drinking out of a sippy cup. When I let her down she will walk away to go watch cartoons with Alana.
In honor of Ava's first birthday I will probably do a few posts this week to show how much she's grown up this year and how depressed I am about it. Now if you'll excuse I'm going to go cry in my room.