Baby Willow came into this world with two big sisters. Four year old Adalyn and two year old Emelia. From the very beginning she was petted, patted, and poked.
She’s the most laid-back baby ever. She has to be. Emelia, the sister closest in age treats her like a playmate and sometimes a play thing! Adalyn, the oldest in the family mothers Willow.
When Erin, Willow’s mom, was in kindergarten she asked me about the “lacy trees.” I didn’t know what she was talking about but after a while, I figured it out. She was asking about Weeping Willow trees. In the spring of the year their leaves are small and limey-green. From a distance the trees look like they’re covered with light green lace. (Take a look this spring!)
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Baby Willow is like her name-sake. She’s a quiet beauty that is the lacey-ness in our lives.
Willow, much to my delight, has strawberry blond hair. I’ve always been partial to gingers. My husband and our son are both gingers.
Willow loves to clap her hands and say “hi.” She says Dada and Mama, too. Willow loves marshmallows. She mostly uses her left hand to pick up food and it seems when I comment about her being a leftie, she switches to her right hand!
She has always been a watcher. She doesn’t miss a thing. Only recently has she started to make a lot of joyful noise regarding her surroundings.
Like her sisters, she is taking her time getting teeth. At this point, she has two little bottom teeth that broke through at the same time.
Willow fills my heart with love and gratitude when she crawls over to me and puts both of her little hands up in the air for me to pick her up. I love knowing that she wants me to hold her. I am a lucky Grammy!
Happy first birthday to my sweet girl, Willow.
God has blessed our family.
Until next time,
Be Good to Yourself.