Singing her praises

My 27" tall one year old is now running. Nothing can stop her now. She climbs (and falls), walks and runs, opens and closes (everything), she babbles constantly with real and not so real words, and she is the cutest little thing that I have ever seen. Her beautiful blue eyes widen as her face lights up when she smiles and she is sure to will win over anyone's heart. I can't seem to stop her from screaming from excitement or throwing her food on the floor when she is finished eating (but then again when does she ever stop eating?). When she is sad and overtired, she lays her head down on the ground and I just want to scoop her up and cover her with kisses. every.single.time. I have never met a sweeter baby. And this baby is quickly growing into a toddler. No more baby food for Gwen. That girl will eat everything and anything I give her. She is totally like her Daddy in that way and in several other ways. I can't wait to see what a beautiful and smart little girl she will grow into.