Hey Molly, So my treatment has been going pretty well so far which is making me post less frequently. After all, I’d much rather share this stuff with you in person rather than over the internet. Fingers crossed things continue this way for a few more months.
In the meantime, I just wanted to post some pictures of you that I love. Who knows, maybe this blog becomes a photo gallery of you growing up which would also be cool (especially considering how the blog started).
I’m 99% sure this is you when you turned 15 months. Mom got you that purple dress just for these pictures. I’m not sure if you just pointed at it in the store or if she liked it, either one would result in a 100% chance of purchase.
Here you are in the back yard trying to play with the dogs. That’s Mugsy, I’m not sure if Mugsy or Brie is your favorite. It’s cute, you always try to pet and hug them. Your hugs are pretty spot on actually, but the pets are more of a clubbing with a little baby arm. You pronounce Mugsy as Muzzy and Brie and Bee.
We have flowers hanging from the tree in our back yard. The pots have little holes in the bottom so it basically makes it impossible to over water, and whenever it drips out you love to stick your hand in it. By the way if you notice your hair is insane in a lot of pictures, that’s all on you kid. You refuse to wear hair ties or anything else in your hair, you just pull it out and try to choke yourself with it.
You playing with one of the water tables we have. I should take a picture of our back yard, there are like 1 million baby/toddler toys back there. Same thing with inside. Your mom has a problem.
It’s hard to tell in a photo, but you love it when we chase Brie around. Sometimes we’ll get a stick that you insist on holding, sometimes we try to just run her down.
At 13 months, you already think you’re too cool to hold my hand anymore unless you need help going up and down the same stair 87 times in a row. Sometimes though, when I’m lucky, you’ll hold my hand and we’ll walk around the back yard.
Dear Molly 