ONE.

My baby is ONE! 

Since her birthday party was thwarted by the barf bug we all got, her celebrations have been sporadic- BB (Stephen's mom) came last week, Stephen was out of town for work on her actual birthday, my parents came in town this past weekend, etc.  Her main bday gift is her new Radio-Flyer red wagon from BB and grandpa Bob. 

Think she likes it? 

We had B's doc appt last week and it was TERRIBLE.  She's in the inbetween stage where she is old enough that shots are BAD, but not old enough that we can explain them to her.  She was VERY sad about them, and it broke my heart.  Good thing Stephen was the bad guy that had to hold her down, I couldn't watch. 

Due to family barf bug, B lost some weight so she dropped to 17lbs 15oz (I think...) which was 7th%, but she is 30inches tall- 60(something)%!  Maybe she's getting the Huff-height?

At ONE YEAR:

B is walking like a pro- I still can't believe how quick she got it.  There was no in between for her.  When she took her first steps in October- there was no crawling from then on.  She has great balance- except first thing in the morning- but who isn't a little stumbly then? 

She loves to carry things- in particular tripping hazzards: big blankets, dad's clothes, bed sheets, towels...pretty much anything that she can and WILL trip on.  She also likes to put said things over her face and walk- such a goober. 

She loves pillows.  She loves to pull them off the couch and go over to it and lay her head on it with her rear in the air- and she waits for you to say "AWWWWE!"  everytime. 

She gives hugs when you ask, and open mouth kisses. 

She knows where my nose is, but no one elses.  :) And she loves to pinch it. 

The only new word she has learned is "baby" but I don't think she really knows what it means.  Most everything is still "Barbara" and spending the weekend with her didn't help. 

She can go get things and bring them to you when you ask.  She knows where the bathroom is. 

She is drinking pretty much all whole milk, and eats most solids, but still eats babyfood.  She will not eat anything green.  She could eat a whole container of yogurt every day if I let her. 

She loves stacking things, and putting things in other things- like putting her paci inside a bowl.  And of course, getting it right back out.  :) 

She still dearly loves to empty things- purses, clothes baskets, drawers, etc. 

We decided to celebrate Blakely's birthday by taking our first weekend away!  And Blakely's birthday present was getting to spend two nights with her GiGi and grandpa!  I was SO nervous.  Like, had major anxiety about it starting when we booked it in September, getting progressively worse as it got closer...  But of course, she did great, and it was only emotionally hard on me.  No surprise, she didn't eat or sleep like normal, but that's what you are suppose to do with grandma and grandpa, right?  I forgot the camera, so I only got a couple of iphone pics.  We stayed at the Raphael Hotel on the Plaza for two nights and we just relaxed, shopped, ate awesome food, and tried our best not to talk too much about our baby!  We had so much fun.  I of course couldn't sleep in, and was ready to go to bed at 10 both nights, and kept telling Stephen to be quiet cause I just couldn't get it in my head that B wasn't there.  :)  But just having two full days where we only hung out with each other and did whatever we wanted was so refreshing.  We decided the Plaza in December is our marriage retreat place.  It is just perfect- cold weather, Christmas lights and music, fabulous shopping, and amazing places to eat.  What more could you ask for!? 

What kind of wife would I be if I didn't go to a sports bar with my husband to watch football?!  Plus I am a Tebow fan.

You can sortof see the Plaza lights in this one.

Some of my purchases- this is my Claire Heido inspired outfit.  I need her in my life to look cute.

That's all of my retreat pictures- terrible I know.  I wish I could show you our beautiful hotel, all the shops we went to, and EVERY meal we ate- they were all to die for. (well, maybe not die...)

And I will leave you with TWO pictures of our photo shoot with the INCREDIBLY talented Brett Heido that he is torturing me with. 

I die.