It's official. O's first word was . . . daddy. Yes, daddy. Not dada, not mama, but daddy. I think it's only appropriate because she can be a world-class daddy's girl when she wants something. She is a great babbler and I was starting to wonder when she would ever come out with that first word and then this past weekend we heard it. Very exciting! She will say it for us all the time when we ask her to. Now, to get her to say mommy.
I realized something as I was writing my post from yesterday. John and I have spent every wedding anniversary we've had in Arizona. We've lived almost our entire married life (with the exception of the first 5 months or so) here. It's a little surprising to think of that. The time has gone by so fast! We are definitely ready to spend the next 7 years somewhere else though!