I promise, there is a one year post in the works. We have a one-year-old! Who walks, even!
Said one-year-old was toothless until right around her birthday, and is now cutting her fourth tooth in about two weeks. We are sleepless, nonsense-spouting, defeated messes. I don’t think that Moose has slept for more than two hours in a row in the last week. It gets better, right?