Aching arms

It's our girl's first birthday, and we aren't there to celebrate. Worst than that, she's not here to celebrate. Worst than THAT, we haven't even met her. Ahh! I'm going a bit crazy over here.

Maybe that's why we made a special appointment today. (I alluded to it here.)

My arms are aching now, but I imagine it'll be even worst at 1 PM today. 

:o)

Happy birthday, Sweet C. We are on our knees for you every day and every night.