Happy Birthday, Princess Dorothy.

My sweet baby girl turned one this week. If you're wonder how that could have happened, so am I. We didn't want to go all out on a party, but she needed a little cake of her own, so we had a Wizard of Oz Princess party for her. I made her a little Dorothy dress and found her a pair Ruby slippers.

I was in love with all the multi-colored cakes on Pinterest, so I made a pink one for her. I frosted it in white, with pink sugar.

In lieu of giving her her own cake, we cut a big chunk out of the big cake.

As it turned out, she was not at all interested in smushing it with her hands and insisted on (trying to) use a spoon.

 I have no idea how a year has passed already, but I can tell you that I can't imagine life without her. She's my sweet, smart, funny, tiny (18 pounds, only 14th percentile!) girl.

She makes me happy, every single day. I can't imagine how I ever thought I had enough.

I love you, baby girl.