Cecily at 1

Cecily is one, which doesn't quite seem possible. At Caleb's first birthday, I felt elated that I'd managed to keep him alive for a year. Celebrating CC's birthday has been different, maybe because of the fact that I feel like everything's been on fast forward for the last year. She's too much fun (except for the screaming) to mourn her growing up too much, but I have a new sense of enjoying the moment that I didn't when Caleb was a baby.

Anyway.

This is my Little C at one:

Likes
Animals of all kinds, but especially dogs
Oatmeal
Graham crackers
Daddy
Caleb
All of Caleb's friends
'Sploring

Dislikes
Sleeping
Parents leaving
Having to do things like a baby (such as going down the stairs on her knees)

Signs
More
Oatmeal
Food
Milk
Hi/bye
No (shakes head)
Yogurt
Cracker
Banana
Hear
Airplane

Words
Mama
Dada
Whoa!
Woof-woof
Meow