Happy 1st Birthday, Lauren!!
Your birth was one for the record books and your first year is no exception.
We went from this:
In an instant and our world changed forever.
But definitely for the better.
You are a complete joy.
Unless it’s between the hours of 4 and 6 pm.
Then, well, not so much.
But seriously, you are the most laid-back, go-with-the-flow kid I could have ever imagined.
To look at you now, it’s hard to believe you were ever that little.
But you were that little, and I definitely remember.
But it fly by way too fast.
You are so hilarious, you have the cutest, most infectious laugh.
You are so ticklish.
You love saying “Uh-Oh”. Repeatedly.
And mama. And Dada.
And sometimes, we can pretty much put money on the fact that you’re saying words.
Like my dad heard you say “Dog” 3 times last weekend when you saw a dog.
You are a decent sleeper, you go down at 6:00 every night without a fight and wake up between 6 and 7 the next morning.
You don’t always nap as well but you’re usually ok without a nap if we’re out and doing something.
Believe me, I appreciate that one!
The funniest thing to watch is you and your sister interact.
You have so much love for each other, you both crack up together and nobody else can make either of you laugh as hard or as long or about nothing at all.
That being said, I have to cut this short. You were supposed to be napping but weren’t sleeping so Chloe went in and dumped about 50 books into your crib.
Then must have thought you needed wipes because she also emptied about 700 wipes into your bed.
So, fun times in the Johnson household.
Can’t wait to see what next year brings.
Then again, maybe I can.
Love you Lauren.
P.S. I was on the phone with Gigi when I started this and I told her today just was an off day and I didn’t have time to write anything. She then told me that you’d want to know how much I loved you and how I felt about you when you looked back on this years from now.
No pressure, Gigi, no pressure.
Lauren, you’ll never EVER know how much you are loved. How fabulous you made life and what a delight you are and how my heart swells with pride when I see your face.
I’m not sure how else to explain that although you’re baby #2, you’re not ever 2nd.
How weird. I just realized…this signifies the end of an era.
The end of the ‘baby’ phase for your daddy and I.
What a sweet kid to end on.
Just how it should be.