Babies don't keep...

Ava is ONE!!

When I was growing up, my mom had a cross stitch that said:

Cooking and scrubbing can wait 'til tomorrow,
For babies grow up, I've learned with great sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, and dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

Ava enjoyed her birthday cupcake at Grammy's house.

I can't believe how fast this year has gone; I keep thinking about that poem. My mom had it right -- there's always dishes to do, laundry to fold, emails to answer, but the quiet moments rocking a baby don't stay around very long. Ava's growing up so fast and it makes me a little sad. We all feel so lucky to have this sweet baby sent to our family.