My first Christmas started out kinda rough. I woke up at 6am, but not because I was excited about Santa. I had 103 fever, an ear infection, 3 teeth trying to break through, and I threw up my breakfast. Even with all that I was still a trooper.
I needed a little help with opening presents at first.
Then, I got pretty good at it.

Making Daddy proud

Just a few days after Christmas was my first birthday! We had a full house of people, a lot of food, and even more presents!! Grandma Amanda and Aunt Melissa helped Mommy make a football cake as well as a baseball cake and cupcakes.

I have been missing out! Who knew sugar would be so great?


































But right after this very cute picture, I fell down and got my first skinned knee.

















