Every sweet little girl needs a pretty, pink tu-tu for her first birthday party so that she can feel like a pretty, pretty princess…and every sweet baby girl with hard-core white trash roots needs to don JUST the pretty, pink tu-tu because that is how she rolls.
One day before her first birthday, Hazel celebrated her milestone surrounded by lots of friends and family today. She scored some great new toys, books and, of course, many more pretty, pretty outfits for a cute, little toddler girl. As of tomorrow she won’t be a baby anymore but a toddler. At this rate if she keeps on growing this crazy-fast I’ll be writing about her high school graduation in a couple of weeks. Slow down, little girl! let your Gma, mama and the rest of this circus act enjoy and savor this stage a little.
Just look at her and drink in her deliciousness. Those amazing, thick, long eyelashes! That strawberry-kissed blonde hair of hers! That delicious pink, chubby, long body of hers! Her sweet, husky voice that is vocalizing a daily rapidly expanding vocabulary! She is the most delicious, delightful grand daughter ever…I challenge any and all grandmoms on that one. It’s hard to believe that exactly one year ago her mama was walking the floor and the neighborhood just trying to coax this girl out into the big, bad, bold world that she has without a doubt claimed as her own. But here we are, one year later and look at her!
Hazel is taking a quick break fueling up in anticipation of her big birthday bash today at “Grandma Dannie’s” house. “Grandma Dannie is actually 22 years old…22 going on 55 which would make her older than me!
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