Birthday Girl

Has it really been a year? I guess, somehow it has. Still enamored with this great addition to our family. . . .

She is such a sweet, easy going, mellow girl! (who doesn't really take a Binky. . .she found it in a toy box and plugged it in.) I find myself thinking she is the most adorable and lovable thing ever. Here is this happy little girl a few days before her birthday.
But as easy going as Greta is, she's hard to impress. She cracked nary a smile on her birthday. . . .give her the usual tickles and snuggles then she'll show delight. . . give her a cake and some presents and she'll face it all with trepidation.
This was the best smile we got out of her that night. She is not showing a single desire to walk. Zero. None. Zilch. Which really is okay with me, except that at some point she does need to learn. Her doctor got a kick out of her at the 1 year check up yesterday. . . he tried to get her to show a little resistance with her legs. She would not. She is just so easy going and willing to go along with whatever one puts her through. She would be content on my lap or in my arms all day long if I let her (except, for some reason, during church).

She weighed in at 15lbs. 9ozs--which concerned the doctor for a small moment because that was 6oz. less than she was a few weeks ago when I had her in for an ear infection. But when I told him those little glasses weigh 9oz. and she had them on for that weight check, but not this one, he relaxed. She seems to be following Tessa's growth pattern so Greta's weight didn't even get a bat of an eyelash after the glasses explanation. (Got to skip the give-all-the-high-fat-foods-you-can pep talk!)

Here's to another great year, sweet baby!