Birdie doesn't have a half-birthday this year (it would be February 29), so we will celebrate it on March 1, which happens to be Libby's half-birthday. I am a dork because I find this ridiculously cool and I'm going to be using this as a riddle for many years to come. (Two sisters celebrate their half-birthday on the same day, but their birthdays are in different months. How?)
Little miss Birdie is such a stinker. She throws her food at every single meal. She still wakes up once or twice a night and WILL NOT go back to sleep without nursing. She's the fussiest baby I've had. She's had a runny nose since October, so I can never drop her off at childwatch at the Y.
But she gives the best hugs. She tries to tackle me. She cocks her head sideways and gets in my face to get my attention. She kisses with her mouth wide open. She holds my hand when she walks. She cuddles with her sisters. She screams "daddy!" when he comes home.
She loves shoes. She likes to color, play with whatever toy Piper has, walk on the treadmill, play the piano, and make really loud noises with the recorder.
Her favorite book is "Go, Dog, Go." She signs "milk," "more," "again," and "eat." She can say: mommy, daddy, Piper, milk, more, eat, I try, mine, baby, draw, apple, cracker, hello, hi, bye, goodnight, please, and several more that I can't think of.
She adds so much joy to our family. Love my pretty bird!