…Baby I know” (isn’t that how the song goes?) Either way…last weekend I got to go home to Waco for a bit. Myniece was having her first birthday. Time had just flown by almost, it seems, more quickly since we moved. Every time I am able to go home, I see that she has learned something even cuter than before. It is just too hard to forget when she was born and we heard the nurse through the door yell “Happy Birthday’.
She was so tiny and is still small, but she has just become a little person. Jason would constantly remind me that Kenzi would not remember me being at her first birthday. To which I assuredly replied “Well, I will.” What a sweet joy she is. As you can see, she thinks I am the best and most fun aunt.
Happy Birthday sweet Kenzi.