Eight more weeks until she’s two. How, how is that possible? Nine more weeks until I have two baby girls. I don’t even want to think about that!
Conversations with Marion, 21 months old
Conversations with Marion, 22 months old
letters to my daughter
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July 26, 2010
June 1, 2010
At least I got these out before she turns two – that has to count for something!
18 Months Old – in her special rodeo dress & first pair of boots!
Conversations with Marion, 18 months old
And we still haven’t found a great place for her monthly pictures at the new house, so just videos for the past two months.
Conversations with Marion, 19 months old
Conversations with Marion, 20 months old
March 9, 2010
Hey – these posts are up just in time for her to turn 18 months old! Better late … yadayada
16 Months Old
And not very happy about it, apparently
Pouty McPouterson
There’s my happy girl!
Maybe she saw a bug!
(Video, Conversations with Marion, 16 months old)
17 Months Old
Much happier about being 17 months old!
Hi!
Animal crackers are yummy!
And apparently pretty funny!
Thanks to Aunt Savannah for the dress!
(Video, Conversations with Marion, 17 months old)
December 24, 2009
Poor little Mar wasn’t feeling very well (nasty cold and two or more new teeth coming in) so these aren’t the best pictures.
See what I mean?
She’s still pretty cute though 
Hopefully there will be four teeth there soon!
I’ll eat you up I love you so!
Such a big girl
Conversations with Marion, 15 months
November 18, 2009
40 Days of Joys and Thanks – Day 33
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Today, I’m thankful for my fourteen month old baby girl
Letters to my daughter, letter 1.2
And I’m stealing this idea from a friend who has monthly “conversations” with her daughter
October 18, 2009
40 Days of Joy and Thanks – Day 2
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Today I am thankful for fall weather that makes my dogs act like this
And makes my daughter squeal with joy
My thirteen month old daughter makes me joyful
Every day, she gives me another reason to be thankful
Letters to my daughter, letter 1.1
September 29, 2009
Hard to believe so much growth happens in a year, isn’t it?
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
It got considerably more difficult to get these pictures at the end of the first year
Letters to my daughter, Month Twelve
Slideshow of her month by month pictures
Click to see the bigger version of the picture
September 2, 2009
(She’s technically 11.5 months old now, but I can’t face the fact that she’ll be a year old so I was hoping that if I didn’t post it, it wasn’t true. Reality doesn’t work that way though. Boo hoo.)
Take note of Josh’s hand at the top of the page saying “Stay Marion.”
Unfortunately, she didn’t learn the same commands the dogs did.
Clearly.
We finally did manage to get a few good pictures
With her trademark blur
She loves Nanuq even more this month
She especially loves to share with him
Even if it is her fingers
Sweet babies
Letters to my daughter, month eleven
May 27, 2009
Time is just flying, she’s eight months old already!
She doesn’t look too happy about it though
Her feet make her happy!
Her puppy makes her happiest
Don’t those two look like they could get into some mischief?
She’s so silly!
Nanuq is so long suffering
He puts up with an awful lot
Like this
And this
Ahhh, eight months old, what fun!
Letters to my daughter, month eight
April 20, 2009
Weekends – Seven Months Old!
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Seven months old already!
It seems just impossible, doesn’t it?
Each month, it gets harder and harder to keep her still long enough to take a picture!
Look at those chunky monkey thighs!
Josh and I joke that she’s putting on her winter weight before she starts crawling.
And of course, everything still goes straight in the mouth.
Please stop growing up now, m’kay?
New trick this month, the forward lunge!
I also found out an almost crawling baby and a dog are next to impossible to photograph together
Not us!
Letters to my daughter, month seven
