Play School

Play School is a tradition. I watched it as a kid. The other day her Granny said she had, too. I refrained from exclaiming, "Are you sure? It's not that old!!" 

So today was the first birthday. A quiet one with just her and me, but we filled it with going places and doing things. I bought her present while she did her second one hour stint in daycare- no issues, thank goodness. When we got home and I eventually checked the mail, there was a card for her. Her first birthday card in the mail, a surprise to us both. She smiled at it, flapped it around and then tried to chew the corner before it was rescued.