This very day one year ago I was in my Mommy's belly. Content to never come out, I got myself face up and protested every which way I could to delay my arrival. Pitocin be darned, I just wasn't ready!
12 months later I'm a whole new chickadee. I am strong willed and super happy. Well, super happy unless I don't get my way immediately and then I scream bloody murder and Mommy runs over to see if an ambulance trip is in my future. I think a paramedic is warranted when I can't pull socks off myself, don't you?
Anywhoo, happy birthday to me!
I think I'll take a cupcake!
Ready..
Set...
Go!
Hmmm.
Super sweet and pink.
I think I like sprinkles.
A lot.
But they might be more fun to play with than eat, if you ask me.
Trying to push it off my tray, it's my special trick to drive Mommy nutso.
And get me extra messy as an added bonus.
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