Happy Birthday, Eleanor

In 365 days, my baby girl went from this

to this.

An exuberant little person who has found her voice (and loves to use it, particularly on airplanes and at the grocery store)

who loves fruit more than any other food,

who thinks that unloading the dishwasher is pretty much life’s ultimate thrill

who is delighted with pulling stinky running shoes off the shelf and playing with them

who proudly claps, waves, blows kisses, and signs “more” (pretty much constantly)

who is just beginning to stand on her own and couldn’t be more pleased with herself

and who makes me laugh multiple times a day, even when she’s just flung food from her high chair all over the room.

I love you Ellie Jane.