Want to see a slide show of my party? Click here. It was very hard selecting background music but after working on it for over an hour, I got tired and decided to just post it as is. So if you don't like the music I selected, turn it down.
I had a great time at both of my birthday parties. I had one in Lubbock with lots of family members and a smaller one here at home with a few friends and family members. I loved opening presents and figured it out pretty quickly. I liked taking the tissue paper out of the gift sack and putting it back in. Sometimes I even forgot to see what was inside before putting the tissue paper back.
If you watch the slide show, you'll see that I did not like my smash cake. Thomas loved his when he turned one and got cake and icing all over himself. Me, not so much. I didn't like the feeling of icing on my fingers and I didn't want to get that dirty. I kept sucking on my fingers because I was uncomfortable so Daddy thought if I got cake on those fingers, I'd like it and dig in. But that made me mad, and I started sucking on the fingers of my other hand instead.
My parents turned my car seat around before our trip to Lubbock and I got to watch Baby Einstein while we were driving. I was SO excited about that. I kept squealing and kicking my feet all during the movie.
When we were in Lubbock, we were eating lunch at my Gma's house and I was sitting by the vertical blinds in the kitchen. They were really tempting to play with so I grabbed some and started shaking. Mommy told me they weren't a toy and to let go. So I stopped. But a few minutes later, she got up to get some dessert for us and I decided to try again. I quietly reached back, grabbed one blind, and snuck a peek at my Uncle Jerry. He slowly shook his head "no." I looked at him for a second and then let go. Darn it all.
I had my one year check-up on my actual birthday. Wasn't my Mommy mean making me get shots ON my birthday? Four shots! On my birthday!! I am a miraculous case though. The Case of the Incredible Shrinking Baby. Somehow I got shorter between my 9 month check-up and my one year. ;-) I know it's really hard to measure a wiggling baby and they must have mismeasured last time because I'm definitely 30 1/4 inches long. I am 1/4 inch longer than Thomas was and 3/4 pound lighter at this same age. I am pretty sneaky though. The doctor asked my mommy if I was saying any words yet. She said no. The doctor asked if I was standing on my own yet. She said no. We got home that afternoon with balloons for my party and I LOVE balloons. I started saying, "Ba! Ba!" and pointing at them. And then I started standing on my own. Hee hee.
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