I can hardly believe our little lady turned one. (Insert all the cliches here.) We had a celebration for her, and my aunt and uncle with birthdays, on July 4. Ferris picked flowers for the table, and proudly said, "I picked your favorite daisies for you, mama!" Athena wolfed down her cake, along with a cup of guacamole. (Insert wardrobe change here.) She is observant, cautious, passionate, full of delight. Since it was so hot, we had everything set up in my grandma and grandpa's garage, which hasn't changed during my lifetime. The deer head, the keychain hanging from the ceiling that indicates how far to pull the car in, the plastic bins full of cat food, these symbols of the past. And our Athena, who is getting ready to take on the world. Thank you to my cousin for making sure I got in a photo or two, she's the best.