You created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. ~Psalm 139:13-14

She plowed into her cake with both hands. To the delight of all onlookers. Some of them invited guests. Family. Friends. Some of them total strangers who just could not stop watching her.

It is how she does everything. With abandon. All in. Her world is a wondrous place. So much to discover. To taste and handle. To see and smell. To climb up and slide down. I am learning a great deal from her.

This has been a year fraught with discovery. Of fraternizing with ducks. Of handling wiggly, squiggly earthworms. Of burying toes in the dirt. Of blossoms and birds. Of butterflies and balls.

It has been about moving slowly and looking long. It has been prayer and play, sunshine and storms. It has been music, and dancing, and making friends.

We have been stretched. All of us. We are learning to see the world with new eyes. Again. We are remembering how to play. We laugh. A lot. There has been more snuggling than I can recount. I have read Goodnight Moon, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Five Little Ducks, and Chicka Chicka Boom Boom approximately a million times. Each. And every day, I watch a little life unfurling before my eyes. Like a blossom. And it is the most magical thing I have ever been privileged to witness. And I keep wondering how I got so lucky.

Happy Birthday, Baby Girl!! I love you to the moon and back. God grant you many, many years!!

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. ~Jeremiah 29:11