I'm savoring my last days with my one-year-old. Tonight she and I had some girl time while daddy and Trey were away, and I just couldn't help thinking about how close she is to being two. She's almost not one anymore, and it makes me a little bit sad. I love (LOVE!) this age, and I know that two is going to be great, but right now I'm loving one, and I'm afraid I might miss it a little.
We have a weekend full of celebrating ahead! I can't wait to sing "Happy Birthday" to my girl and watch her take in the fun of her day. I'll enjoy one for one more day, but really...I know that she's ready to be two.