One year. That is how long we have had her. Twelve months. I can’t remember what life was like without her. Fifty two weeks. It really doesn’t seem like a long time. But three hundred sixty five days ago she was a helpless newborn and now she is a fully mobile crumb cruncher.
Chloe Joy. It means “blooming”. A joyous blooming flower. I thank God for every single minute that I have her.
Happy First Birthday, Chloe. I love you!
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Awwww…she is beautiful! Treasure every day. Before you know it, she’ll be headed off to college like my oldest, who leaves in one month and four days.
Happy Birthday little one!
omagosh.. so beautiful. Lots of smoochie Chloe kisses. What a truly sweet baby. Mine looked like this 15 years ago… hehe.