Wow, this is it. The last "monthly" blog post. I can't believe Marshall will be a one year-old in just 19 days. The last year has gone by so quickly and now that I think about today's date, it's amazing how quickly two years have flown by. We were at our absolute lowest moment two years ago today when sweet Julia passed away. It's amazing to look back and see how God's grace and love carried us to where we are now. One of my biggest worries when we lost Julia was that I would never again feel happy and "normal". I worried that every day would be full of grief and loss and while we do miss Julia beyond belief, we have been blessed beyond measure and our family is extremely happy and pretty dang normal!Molly asked me a few nights ago if she should be in charge of telling Marshall all about Julia since she's the only one in the whole world who was lucky enough to be her sister while she was here. I told her that Daddy and I both think that's a great idea and we would love for her to make sure Marshall knows that his angel Julia will always be a part of our family.
Here is our darling little man, happy as can be at 11 months old. He's still on the verge of walking and pulls up and walks along the walls, furniture and baby gates. He's even been caught pushing a chair across the floor.

I got Marshall to smile and giggle in this round of pictures by waving around a hangerThis picture was snapped at the exact moment he shut his finger in the drawer:
I promise I did pick him up and love on him, but I just had to capture this sad little face.
He recently had his second haircut and we got him to sit still by sitting him on the edge of the sink with the water running.
When I took these pictures I realized I haven't taken any bath time pictures in a long time. Guess I just never think to bring the camera upstairs at night.





