One year ago today, I got that phone call - the one telling me you were on the way. Your Mom sounded excited and nervous all at the same time, and that's how I felt too. I couldn't wait to see you after all these months.
When you were born, I remember thinking how squirmy and cute you were. After all the necessary people held you, I got to hold you and you sweetly blinked up at me with the eyes of perfect innocence.
But the true joy has been watching you grow. I was always excited the afternoons your Mom brought you to work. I'd steal you away and we'd sit at my computer and play with all my toys. We'd play peek-a-boo with my stuffed animals, and you'd smile like it was the best game you'd ever played. I know you smile for lots of people because you're a happy baby, but you always make me feel that at least for the moment, the smile was just for me.
The other day I was having a bad day at work, and someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was your Dad. He'd come by to visit and brought you along. Just the sight of your smiling face made my day brighter. I held you and kissed your baby cheeks, and felt better. You're just that sweet.
Happy birthday to a very special girl.