You turned one last Saturday and we had a party at home. Your dad’s friends and mine came and celebrated with us including their children. We all had fun. I hope you did too.
However during the party, you didn’t like being held by someone else except me or your dada. You would scream and cry when someone else try to hold or carry you. I know you are just shy and a little scared so I held you most of the time. Then you were fine. You smiled at our guests as long as they keep their hands off you.
We were told to give you a little piece of the cake as a sign of love. I gave you first and then your dad gave you another. You ate both pieces without a fuss. Fortunately you had a sweet tooth like me.
Your birthday party is not just in celebration of your birth but also in celebration of your baptism, and of course it is also a thanksgiving celebration – for having you in our lives, for your good health all year through, and for all the blessings that the good Lord had showered on our family since you were born. It was a wonderful celebration shared with our friends.
Happy birthday again my darling Abby. I love you and so does your dada. May God bless you always. Keep on smiling little one.