ONE

Fischer's first birthday is in one week from today. ONE.

I'm not ready.

Not emotionally. 

Not physically (for the party on Sunday OR for how active he's suddenly become).

How did this? It's already been a whole? But how can?

Gah! I'm so not ready! He's my baby for crying out loud! (See what I did there?)

After some tears and a self pep talk I put on my big girl panties, pretended that I was all for this whole turning-one thing, and did a mini-photo-shoot in the yard for our email invitations. I could just sit and stare at this picture for hours.