It looks as though Mommy was struggling a bit. I wonder why?
This picture (that Mommy took in the hot-tub during a contraction) reminds me of the smell of Daddy's breath when I first met him at 12:37 a.m. on that Wednesday morning . He was eating tuna on my birth day's eve. How vivid that aroma is a year later!
I think I am going to get some presents tomorrow. Big fun. Here's the first present I ever gave to my parents.
2 comments:
Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear ELLAaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Happy Birthday to you!!!!!!
We love you lots!
Uncle Cory, Aunt Melissa, and Wrigley!
OH SWEET ELLA! I don't think I can ever eat a pudding snack again!!
Matt B.
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