22.

Today is my 22 birthday, and I'm trying to figure out where exactly my 21st year went. 

It started with a weekend in Philadelphia to celebrate finally being "legal."

I got to sleep with Ben Franklin.  Jealous?

In March, we had a mini vacation weekend with friends in Washington, DC, and I got to take in the beauty of the Apple Blossoms on the trees.

 Then there was Belly Boo's first Easter.

In May we got a new stove.  Major upgrade.

In June we traveled to Manchester, TN for Bonnaroo.  One of the best experiences of my life.

In July we took a trip to Longwood Gardens.  It was beautiful, and I wish that I could walk through the Orchid Room over and over again.

Took Belly Boo to the beach...

Watched the kiddo turn one.

Pick apples and pumpkins at a local orchard in the fall.

And turned into a zombie for a night.

I also:

Celebrated one year of marriage to my wonderful husband.

Learned a lot.  Cried a lot.  Laughed even more.

Missed home.

Worked on making our house a home.

Watched my baby girl go from hardly moving to not sitting still.

Made new friends.

Started my own Etsy shop.

Made more yummy treats then I ever knew was possible.

21 was a pretty awesome year.  

22 better bring it on.