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1 year Bug!

Happy 1 year to our big girl Bug!

1 year Stats:
Height:  29.5" (50-55th percentile)
Weight:  20.8 lbs (40-45th percentile)  SERIOUSLY.
Head:  65-70th percentile (That seems accurate.)

Dear Bug,

I can't believe it's already been one whole year since Mommy, Daddy, and McKayla first met you!  You have brought so much happiness (and noise) into our little family.  There is never a dull moment with you.  You have grown quite a bit since we brought you home.  Although, according Dr. Nish, you are still only in the 50th percentile.  Your personality must be making up for all the growth because you are developing quite a feisty, spunky, funny personality!  You've given Mommy and Daddy a run for their money and every single day is a new adventure.  We love you so much and feel so blessed to have you in our lives.  1 year down!  We cannot wait to see what lessons you have in store for us, how much more you'll teach us, and how much closer to God and to each other you'll bring us.  We love you so much!

Love,
Mommy & Daddy

Here's how Bug spent her birthday so far.

Wake up!





Happy Birthday, Bug!



She totally loves it.


Thank you, Grandma and G-Pa for the awesome birthday gift!

Dressed and ready for my big 1 year weigh in at Dr. Nish's office!


Photo shoot?  Blah!

Well, we can't forget "baby Lo".





"Why does Mommy have to use flash so early?!?!"

Weighing in and eating.  Of course.

What?  I'm only 20.8 lbs? NO WAY.

Even Bug can't believe she's only 20.8 lbs so she had to do it herself.

Staying away from the man with the stethoscope.  She knows what he does now.


A ton of screaming occurred after this...none of which we caught on video.  You're welcome.  While we're at it, you're also welcome for the half naked pics from today's doctor's appointment. :)

God Bless,
Kat

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