It's so hard to believe my little princess is already one years old.  She is actually a year, a month, a week and two days. 

Here is a picture of her standing in my kitchen gazing out the window towards the woods (something we all love to do; it's so peaceful).  She is standing in this picture with her best friend Winnie the Pooh.  This is her favorite toy.  I do not think she realizes we press a button to make him talk and walk.  When he walks it is to a jumpy music.  She could be anywhere in the home or upset and crying, but when we press the little button on his hand and he starts walking, she gets so excited and walks and dances with him squealing the whole time.  She understands him when he asks her for a hug.  It's usually after he falls.  He will ask to be helped up.  When she helps him up, he then asks for a hug.  She will excitedly give him a huge hug.  The only down fall for him is that because she loves hugging him so much, she will continuously knock him downon purpose.  Hey at least my daughter is polite enough to not invade his personal space unless he asks. LOL