Digging that birthday beat

I am one! Happy birthday to meeeee...happy birthday to meeeee...
Mama's handsome little man

My birthday cake. It was pretty good but I didn't dig in as much as mama expected. She spent a lot of time making a homemade sugar free carrot cake with sugar free cream cheese frosting. I only ate a few bites so maybe all that time would have been better spent elsewhere.

Great-aunt Barbie made me an ABC quilt!

Dodo and Ninny got me a great Chelsea Football Club jersey. Wondering why I'm fussy? It's not because I'm tired or overstimulated. Look at my uncle! Must...get...away...

Here are some more pictures from my party.

Thanks everybody for coming and celebrating my birthday with me! We had a great day and lots of fun with our family and friends. See you all soon!

Hoppy Easter, Everybunny!

Here's what I looked like last year, on my very first Easter:


Grandma D. knitted me that hat. It sure wouldn't fit this year 'cause I'm getting all growed up!

Here are some pictures from today's celebration.

First we went to Oma & Opa's house and they made me hold plastic eggs for some reason. Grownups are weird.

All tuckered out after a long morning.

And THEN after a long nap, we went to Yamma & Baba's house for dinner.

Firsts

I had some more firsts this week; had my first overnight without mama while she was on a business trip. She was gone two days and I had fun with dad. Mama brought me back some toys so I was happy to see her come back.

Also had my first swim lesson! Mama and I took our first Baby and Me swim class and I had lots of splashing good fun.

Looking at my first birthday card.

And my first official haircut!

so big!

I'm eleven months old now! That's almost twelve months, which is almost a year.

Just look at all the things I can do now:
crawl
walk
clap
hold my own sippy cup
slurp spaghetti
climb up the stairs
pat the kitty
step on the dog's tail
say "hi"
wave when you're going bye bye
point out the ceiling fan in my room
point out your nose
poke you in the eye
bite your chin

There's nothing stranger than a random rearranger

Some of my stuff is in baskets under the changing table. But I don't like how mom has it set up.


This is all wrong.


These pants should go on the floor.


What?


This sock goes in the other basket.


Whoa, you caught me!

Does that make her 30 times older than me?

Today was Mom's 30th(!) birthday. We took some pictures together to mark the occasion. It's only a month until my first(!) birthday. This is a big year for us. Mom's not taking it so well but I don't see what the big deal is.

Yes, Granny Cindi, I am a ham.

Honey-baked or country style?