The Beach Again

Last weekend we met up with Rachel and Isaac and their kids at the beach.
Guess which baby really enjoyed it and which didn't?

Yeah. I'm pretty sure H ate more sand than T even allowed to get on her. (These two are six days apart btw.) H also liked to run headlong into the ocean while T watched incredulously from her towel.
Seth wasn't with me for her first go-round at the beach and I guess he didn't believe me when I told him how much T hated it, so he had to see for himself.

Yep. Still hates it.

On the plus side, she did go in the ocean and not scream about it - a small miracle.

But I'm gonna guess this was her favorite part of this trip.
We have another beach trip planned for later this summer. Think she'll enjoy that one?

11 Months (yesterday)

It seems odd that exactly a year ago I was 8 months pregnant with you. And that you will be a year old in just a month's time.

You are outgrowing your little baby chunkiness and turning into a big girl and it makes me sad and happy at the same time.

You took your first steps all on your own this week! I've yet to capture it on video.

You have 5 teeth, almost 6. For a while there you were my vampire baby with only your bottom two teeth and your two canines but no front teeth. Seth called you his snaggletoothed baby. Your front teeth are coming in now though.

Your favorite food is graham crackers and Seth and I are also not allowed to eat freezee pops without sharing with you. If you don't want a food you pick it up off your tray and disdainfully throw it over the side. It is a very annoying habit.

You are super clingy. Seth or I have to be around or you burst into tears. At night you only want me to put you to bed. I like the attention but I'm hoping you grow out of it...

You talk a lot. You are always babbling on about something. I am trying to teach you signs as well but mostly you just clap when I sign to you.

We have only been in our new ward a few weeks but I'm pretty sure everyone knows you by now since you  like to crawl everywhere and be really loud. Last week I made Seth take you to priesthood and it was the first time I've gotten to sit through a whole relief society without taking you into the hall.

We are both loving the fact that you have your own room with a real sized crib. Your sleeping habits have gotten so much better. You go to sleep without crying now, take two 90-minute naps every day and sleep through the night. I am LOVING it.

I love you T. Happy 11 months!

Space

We have a nice big house, T has her own room with lots of toys and books in it, I've got toys and books for her in the living room, she is an expert crawler and can go wherever she pleases, and yet she chooses to spend most of her time here:

Right. under. my. feet.

Half of the time I think "Awww. I'm her favorite and she loves to be near me." The rest of the time I'm thinking "You have the whole house to play in, why do you insist on being in the same square foot as me!?"

It wouldn't be so bad except that she has developed a new talent of screaming constantly for the pure pleasure of it.

I'm really hoping she gets tired of that new skill quickly.

Of course she's not always underfoot.

Sometimes she crawls into my nightstand and can't get back out.

Happy (Late) Birthday to Amanda and me

This year, for the first time in 6 years, Amanda and I actually got to spend our birthday together. We met up in Richmond at my dad's house.
And it was awesome.
And I took no pictures.
But there was Cheesecake Factory and Men in Black 3 and pool-partying and an IHOP "Power Breakfast" (as my father lovingly calls them) and a night out without the girls and lots of laziness.
And then I had to come home with a teething baby. Happy Birthday to me from T.

"Get with the program mom. It's all about me."

All right. This is a totally lame post but I couldn't let my birthday pass without some mention of it.
Even if it is a week late.