Clare turned one just over two weeks ago.
I love this age. She’s still a total baby, nursing and sleeps in my arms all night. But she thinks she’s so stinkin’ big. She climbs on everything. She gives kisses and melts my heart. She says a couple words, including “Mary”. She’s eating pretty great. Wolfs down watermelon and black beans. She’s taken up to about four or five steps, but it’s rare.
My Clare bear is such a sweetie.