How much do you remember from your first birthday?
I’ll venture it’s about as much as I retained from the commencement speech at my high school graduation. That first birthday is for the parents, but it’s important. Especially for your first kid. Milestone, reached. That’s not so vain.
Ashley from The Confessions of a Working Mum brought me back with her post about the plan for her daughter’s first birthday.
So the bugger can sit up and her head is finally of equal weight to the rest of her body. She’s still a baby – and one that won’t remember this day.
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