The first of many of those to come

Our great-niece Margo turned one today, and her grandparents/my in-laws flew into town to celebrate with her other grandparents, who live about five miles from us. We had a wonderful evening of it.

The baby was willing to play peek a boo and laugh with me but wanted to do it from her mommy’s arms or the grandmother’s whom she knew best, and that’s so very normal for her age.

That hummingbird finger puppet with its attached flower, though: instantly it was hers and she was willing to crawl fast to get to it when need be.