philippa's first year

pippa's first day of life

the weeks before her first birthday

Philippa Florence
completes her first year of life today.
When did the switch happen?
When did she stop being a sleeping, eating, dependent infant,
and become a personality?

A parent spends those first few weeks and months
nose to the grindstone
toothpicks propping open their eyes
determined to keep baby alive.
And maybe, happy.

a parent gets to relax
sit back
and watch a little person develop.
They get to watch their little person
working so hard
nose to the grindstone
figuring out their own new job.
Their own new job of sitting, eating, and talking.

And then.
A parent stops relaxing
and starts chasing.
Running after those little baby biscuits
scurrying away with a howl of laughter.
Following behind
to make sure there are no pinched fingers
nasty spills
or eaten fuzzes.

That first year. There is nothing like it.
I feel like the best 3 words to sum up this past year:
what just happened?

Philippa Florence

you are:


you're awesome because you:

roar like a lion
do the baby sign for "eat" All. The. Time.
flirt with anyone in church who will make eye contact with you
booty pop when you hear music - where did you learn that?
ask for "adua" (agua)
fake cry when you hear the word "no"
want to read ¿Cómo Estás Pequeño Panda? incessantly
sleep through the night 7 p.m. - 7 a.m.
put your hands on your head when we say "ay ay ay"
eat every food - we have yet to find something you don't like!
let me put headbands and ponytails in your hair
love animals
open all the cabinets ever
close all the doors ever
climb all over Pablo, pet him, and steal his bone
give the biggest, wettest besitos (kisses)

favorite foods:
you like them all, but especially bananas, avocados, and cheese

favorite songs:
I Am Jesus' Little Lamb
Cristo Me Ama
Hola Don Pepito

Pippi Philippi

It has been a whirlwind first year with you, dearest Pippa, but you are the light of our lives! We can't get enough of your antics, the new things you learn every day, and your laughter. You are pure joy.

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