This weekend, our youngest daughter Maya turned 1 year old. She went to bed on Thursday night a little baby, and woke up Friday morning a 1-year old toddler. In the past 12 months, she has progressed from an extremely needy infant to a smiling little girl ready to take her first steps. She has experienced all four seasons and she has taken part in a full cycle of Jewish holidays as well. Last year, I gave birth to Maya during the week of Passover, and I ate matzah in the hospital room instead of bread. She attended the High Holy Day onegs (festive meals) with our whole community, and she danced the hora with her big sister at the Latkefest Chanukah event at my husband's congregation in Glens Falls. She wore her fox costume to the recent carnival celebrating the holiday of Purim, and now we find ourselves about to celebrate Passover with her once again, now as a joyful and inquisitive 1-year old.