Stella turned two years old last week, during our beach vacation. She's still singing happy birthday to herself, talking about birthday cake, and reminiscing about blowing out candles and good times with her "Happy Birthday balloon with smiley faces." The balloon was accidentally released into the sky, but the sight of it drifting to ever… Continue reading Stella is two.
Stella turned one on Monday. I should probably say something really profound and eloquent and heartfelt but all I keep thinking to myself is "HOLY SHITBALLS!" Over and over and over. Okay, I'll say that after 12 mind-blowing months, it feels like heaven to see her thriving, running, throwing, walking, laughing, smiling, waving, chowing, bye-bye-ing… Continue reading Stella Enters Single Digits