I can't whistle: ONE, a brief retrospective

10 November 2011

ONE, a brief retrospective

That's our girl. She is all about two-fisted cake eating.

We had a very very happy birthday celebration, including the emergence of her second top tooth.

Better to eat cake with, my dear.

9 comments:

sprogblogger said...: Oh my GOODNESS, she's lovely! And so grown up! Can't wait to see her (and you, of course!) again soon. Love to you both.; November 10, 2011 at 9:52 AM
Mo said...: oh Della, Happy Birthday!! She is so, so adorable!! And look at her eating that cake with such aplomb! : )

Happy happy girl : )

And so, so happy for you that you have her.

Mo; November 10, 2011 at 12:24 PM
Jem said...: One year already? She is adorable and clearly into chocolate cake (who isn't?).; November 10, 2011 at 2:27 PM
tireegal68 said...: Happy Birthday, Della!! Love the two fisted cake eating! Isobel is a two fisted gal too! So glad you have beautiful Della! Can you even believe our babies are one?!'; November 10, 2011 at 6:42 PM
Joannah said...: Happy birthday, sweet Della! :); November 10, 2011 at 11:13 PM
Baby Smiling In Back Seat said...: Happy birthday, gorgeous girl!; November 11, 2011 at 9:43 PM
karen alonge said...: and happy giving-birth day to the mama!; November 11, 2011 at 11:11 PM
B. said...: Happy Birthday, Della! She's grown so much, but those eyes are captivating in every photograph. Happy anniversary to you and Doug for the day you two met Della on the outside. How can it be a year ago already?; November 14, 2011 at 11:24 PM
Jamie said...: Wow...one! Blessings to you and your sweet baby girl.; January 30, 2012 at 2:50 PM

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