My little baby recently turned 1. The progress that those little ones make is amazing. As I'm sitting at the computer she has tottered into the room kicking a ball between her legs the entire way. Who would have thought that something so small in scale to my own accomplishments could just blow me away. Or who would have thought that something like her first diliberate hug, kiss, smile, or a game of peek-a-boo that she alone initiated would make me stop and reflect on all of the other little journies we've traveled in a relatively short time frame. I see good in this world because there are still babies being born.