I can’t help but think of how your name suits you perfectly. You are our treasure, a true gem.
You laugh so easily, and we all love to coax more out of you. As I write this, you’re eating and taking breaks between bites to give me cheesy, scrunched-up nose, toothy grins. And this is just a couple of hours after taking you to the doctor because you’re not feeling well.
You’re still a good little eater, as long as we steer clear of baby foods, and you’re taking to milk like a champ. You say a few words now, get loud and frustrated when we stop you from getting our phones, remotes, or iPads, and have learned a few new tricks, such as dancing, shaking hands and waving bye-bye. Even when it’s cold, you love it when you’re outside with the wind in your face. You love to climb, so we have to be careful of where we move your little chair, lest we find you on top of the coffee table (again).
Even though you only say a couple of words clearly, we noticed that you sing. Dad first realized that you were singing part of Shut Up and Dance (A+ parenting) but you also sing the Alleluia from church all day long.
You also love your big sisters so much. Nearly every day, when I ask you to find Sophie, you head down to her room and wait for me to let you in so you can go wake her up from her nap. Grace plays little games with you, too, and your dad and I love to see the different bonds you have with the bigger girls. Lately, you have been loving when they’ll put their headbands, tiaras, and hats on you. I continually have to remind them that you’re not one of their baby dolls when they get a bit too aggressive!
Happy first birthday, baby girl! You bring us so much joy, and we really can’t remember life without you in it. We love love love you, little Gem.