My little Chicky is one and I can't believe it. The time flew by and all of the sudden she looked up at me with her grinning eyes and started taking her first little steps, and saying her first little animal sounds and shaking her little head back and forth, "Nooooo". She walks when she's not thinking about it and I love to watch her take each careful step and then plop really hard on her tiny bum. She continues to change each and every day. I remember when she was first born, Scott and I would turn away from her to answer the Jeopardy clue or pat Sue on the head, and when we would turn back she had changed. She was different. We felt if we looked away for even a brief moment we would lose the Chicky we knew and in her place would be a new and wonderfully different Chicky. How is that possible in just a few seconds? Or overnight? Or over the course of a few days. Each time I see that she is different I feel this spark of excitement in me that I get to get to know her all over again. I never grow old of meeting Emily for the first time, for the millionth time, and loving her more than the last time.
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