It's very hard to believe that three-quarters of a year have passed since I brought you into this world. I remember so well snuggling you in the hospital, crying happy tears at the arrival of my daughter. But at the same time, I look at you now and can't believe that it's only been three-quarters of a year. You have a full-fledged personality, you're trying desperately to walk, and you have a head FULL of hair. So accomplished for a mere 9-months of age!
Margot Claire, my little lady. I love you.