A year ago Helen was born. My second time giving birth and it was so much easier than the first time. And there she was- tiny and fragile. A year passed and I sometimes wonder when exactly she got so big. She crawled early and stood up early... she's taking her time with walking alone. She likes to laugh and "dance", she loves cats and dogs and she likes to play with the onions, potatoes and garlic in our kitchen. She loves to look at books and hunt our cat and I simply adore her.
Happy Birthday, my little one!