Remember that one time you walked by me and farted freely without a care in the world? You probably don't. Don't worry. Daddy caught it all on camera in case you want to relive that memory.
Since you turned one it has been quite the whirlwind. You don't even cry when you get shots anymore (because you're a real G) and you even brush your teeth. With the help of me or daddy of course. You love to say "hi," "buh-bye," and "here you go." "Here you go" has dual meaning right now since you haven't figured out how to say "gimme that." I'm sure though, you'll learn in due time.
You love to read - thank goodness - and you've had some play dates with your friends (who are named Charlie and Charleigh) and you've blown me away at how giving and open to sharing you are. You're pretty much the coolest friend ever.
My favorite part about you right now is how affectionate you are. After bath time the other day, you gave me a really big hug for a long time. And after the long days that Mommy has, they mean the world to me. I really can't thank you enough for those hugs.
I really like you being my daughter. Farts and all.