My Birthday, Her Gift
This blog captures my thoughts and observations of Amelia since there are so many wonderful things I want to just bottle and enjoy. Time doesn't stop and while I will have memories, it will be nice for both her and me to have these in-the-moment snapshots of her life.
Amelia came up to me and said, "Mommy, kiss my tennis!" and then she offered me the top of her head. I was perplexed. Fortunately, Daddy stepped in to translate. She, who of late is fond of being an ant, wanted me to kiss her antennas.
She has a Rosie tattoo on her arm which she picked out. I thought she was going to go for Percy so she surprised me with Rosie. It was barely dry before she started trying to scratch it off - I don't think she liked how it felt on her arm. She also enjoyed the coloring station they set up, as well as the stamping station.
[pictures dated 6/6/09]