Molly Stark is one!
She’s climbing, walking and already trying to do whatever her older brothers are doing. Her first word was cat (a whole lot like Noah’ first word: hat) which is fitting because she just loves the cats.
I made her a knitted birthday crown but, being similar to a hat, she swipes it off her head before I can take a photo. I made it a tad large so she can wear it next year when she’ll be a bit more into birthdays and wearing birthday crowns.
Noah made sure it was wearable.
Now for the sad bit. Sasquatch, that “little” black puppy we kept out of Megan’s litter last year, was hit by a car. While he had his mischievous moments, like any puppy, he was a true buddy. He is greatly missed.