I had my 1st Birthday Party on Sunday February 14th, just 2 days before my actual birthday. I had a great group of friends and family to help me celebrate. The gift giving was very generous as was the icing on the cake. Note the great job my Aunt Beth, Aunt Trish and Mom did on those Sesame Street cupcakes! Jealous?
I am starting to get the feeling that I am going to like this holiday. We went out for and put this great smelling tree in the house, hung a bunch of things on it and then a few days later, all these toys appeared underneath. I don’t know what magical powers this tree has, but I like it.
My first Christmas went off well. I got lots of great gifts from family and friends. Here are the pictures to show you…
Also, great pictures at the end of this post of my new favorite thing, Dad’s iPhone! I love to suck on it and bite it. But, my favorite thing is to help him use it. I have already figured out how to call Aunt Trish (several times) and I have mastered the art of putting my head in front of Dad’s when he is using it…again…pictures below.
Within two days, I got to sit on Santa Claus’ lap and experience my first snowfall.
My Santa visit went off without a hitch. Mom and Dad thought it would be a repeat of my last photo session with water-works galore, but it didn’t happen. I was more curious by the big man’s beard then anything else.
Also, there was a major snowfall today and Mom and Dad took some pictures of my first experience in snow. I wasn’t particularly thrilled, especially when there is a perfectly warm house to play in. Enjoy!
It was bed time for me a couple of nights ago and my late nap gave me a extra little burst of energy. So, wearing some sweet new moose pajamas, Dad got some pictures before I went down for the night. Enjoy!
Mom decided to dress me as a spider this year for Halloween. Unfortunately, my parents had to attend a wedding so I got to spend my first Halloween with Aunt Trish. This was also my first overnight stay at a strangers house and I did fine.
Aunt Trish also has a bulldog puppy, Oliver. He was not happy with my arrival and I think he was glad to see me go home. In any case, pictures of both Oliver and my costume below.
So, two new developments in my life this week. I have successfully been able to get from a lying down position to a sitting position without help. I first accomplished this when my mom looked away. I was on my back, she looked away and whammo, I was on my tush. This, of course, threw her for a loop. So, she whipped out the video camera and caught the second occurrence of this for you all to enjoy. As you can tell, I was very exciting about this milestone. I also did this one morning to surprise my mom. She came in to my bedroom to check on me and, ta-da, I’m sitting up in my crib.
The second are some pictures taken by my Aunt Tricia picking pumpkins.
There are several sets of pictures here, spread out over the course of about 3 weeks. The first bunch is from my visit with Aunt Tricia and Uncle Robb.
The second bunch is when my dad was feeling particularly creative and pulled out a mirror for me to sit on. I’m really enjoying the mirror, in fact it has found a semi-permanent location near my crib so I can check myself out before going to sleep.
The third set is the inaugural walk with my new child carrier/back pack. I really enjoyed taking a walk like this, although my parents legs were hurting the next day. As you can see, I am able to fall asleep just about anywhere.
Dad came home a bit early from work today and I was in a particularly good mood. So, out came the camera. I’m now 6 months old. I am able to stand with some help and I have really love clapping.
So, this new girl arrives in daycare. Really cute. I scoot over to her and I’m laying on my “A” game pretty heavy. I’m smiling, turning over on my stomach, you name it.
She is loving it. She is gooing, drooling, she even spit up a couple times. I figure I got this wrapped up. I ask her if she wants to join me on the Boppy in the corner.
She’s hesitant. I tell her, “Baby, baby, I’m clean. I just got my shots. I’m breastfed. What are you worrying about?” Finally, after like 15 minutes of begging, we play a little game of hands, foot & mouth. It’s all the rage. All the 6-month olds are doing it. Well, that’s the last time I do it. What a mistake!
