It has been one year, one year that my little Nyah decided to join our little crazy family. She has been a joy to everyone with her sweet temperament. She is always full of smiles and cheerfulness. The only time you see her cry is if she is hungry or her little ear hurts.
Yesterday we went to Grandma's to celebrate her birthday. Grandma has a tradition where she bakes them a birthday cake on their birthday. A lot of her little cousins were there and we all sang Happy Birthday to her. I think she is still wondering what Happy Birthday means since we kept telling her that all day long. She specially looked at Dad and Mom a bit weird when we sang her happy birthday after lunch time.
One of my favorite pictures of her--my little sleeping beauty.
Playing dolls with Grandma Phelps. Grandma Phelps has the most extensive collection of porcelain dolls so playing dolls with Nyah is a regular thing. Grandma usually gets one of her porcelain dolls and puts Nyah on her lap and Nyah holds the doll--I think Grandma enjoys that the best.
Uncle Wendell playing dolls with Ny-Ny, she really enjoyed this part of the day, no not the doll, but being held by all her uncles that were visiting. They both fed the baby and then they burped it, at which point Nyah decided she had had enough! LOL.