Just this time, one year ago, Mom and you were in the last hour of labor as we worked together with Dad, right by our side, moving through the last stages before your entrance into this world. You are our little "weaver," which is exactly what Penelope means. You weave love and joy and happiness no matter where you go. We are glad that God sent you to earth and is allowing us to be a part of your life. You are precious and we love you. Happy first birthday, Penny!
