Nicknames and birthdays

Since welcoming my nephew into the world two and a half years ago, my family has really taken up the habit of bestowing strange nicknames on all the little people running around at our feet.  My sister is searching for the perfect name for my littlest niece that is baking in her oven, but I told her that it really doesn't matter what they name her since we'll never call the baby by its real name anyway.  Jackson is better known as Zillsman, or just plain Zills.  And little Adelyn Grace is known to everyone around her as Frassy, or sometimes just Frass.  I can't remember the last time that I called my niece and nephew by their real names.  Somehow their nicknames just fit them perfectly, even more so than their given names.

And yesterday my sweet little Frassypants celebrated her first birthday!  I can't believe how quickly this year has flown.  Zillsman's first year seemed to drag on (mostly because I had an agonizing 10 month wait before I could get to Ohio to meet him), but Frassy seems to have just sprouted up before our eyes.  She's gone from the very sweet and soft-spoken little 4 month old I last saw in the fall (seen here stuffed into the lamb costume I knit her for Halloween) to a crazy little screeching wildcat that gets into everything.

Happy birthday to the most beautiful little girl with the absolute cutest laugh in the world!  (Play the video if you don't believe me!)