09/08/07

3:27 am

7 lbs.

I know you thought that this was THE year.  The year when you put on the dress and it fit exactly how it was supposed to.  Your disappointment was a high as my relief (sorry, kiddo).   Every time you put it on, every time you see that it isn’t pooling around your feet as much as it did the year before,  your face splits into that sweet, sweet smile and laughter spills out of you.  Despite having to hike the neckline into a respectable place, you do your best to convince me that it fits.  One day, it will, but for now, let’s just enjoy the process.

Happy, happy birthday, sweet C!