Could it be the last "2nd"? I seem to recall thinking we had already celebrated our last first... and that didn't turn out like I thought. I even thought we had celebrated the last second. I foolishly celebrated the idea of being in our last year of diapers just 2 months before our eyes were opened. Some times I think God must chuckle when we draw our own little "lines" in the sand.
But just in case this really is the last time we get to enjoy the cake-smashing, bewildered-song-singing, impatient-present-opening toddler birthday, I am soaking up these memories.
The balloons were a hit
What a difference a year makes.
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