And so, the smallish weasel turned one. I can't beleive it's been a year already. I swear it went by really fast. I don't remember her being a newborn at all, just the same large crawling baby she's been for several months.

Her party was nice, and fairly small since 4 people couldn't make it (darn it, I still have to call Tina). Serena was not at all interested in opening her presents though, she showed a lot more enthusiasm at Christmas. I guess because at Christmas there were no Cheetos vying for her attention. She likes all her presents though, her new favorite thing to do is pick up a couple things, show them to you, then snatch them back to her chest if you try to touch them. It's cute.

The cupcake went over better than I expected as well, I thought there would be much more mess. Maybe she was chock full of cheetos.

Yesterday, she took her official first steps, and walked 3 steps to Mike, and then later to me. She is very impressed with herself. I don't think she quite understands yet that she can use this as a mode of transportation, but she'll get it.