This Saturday is Emily's first birthday. I can't believe it's been a whole year since she was born. We have sent out the invitations for her birthday, and we're just waiting for the party. I know time is just going to fly from here on out. In case you can't read it on the invite, I've included the super whitty poem Andrew and I wrote for the invites. I'm sure it's been a while since you've seen rhyming like this...
Can you believe it's been a whole year,
Emily's first birthday is almost here.
Join us for us for food and fun as we recall
a year full of memories large and small.
Like those first few weeks of needles and tubes,
her first smiles, first steps, and her love of boobs.
Her first trip on a plane to visit her cousin,
first music concert... the first of dozens.
A big road trip where she expolored a huge cavern.
And celebrating St. Patty's Day at the local tavern.
We ask that you don't bring any presents,
all we request is the gift of your presence
As we celebrate the joyous event of her birth.
So come one, come all, to Emily's First!
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