She turned one. No more baby. (sniffle, sniffle). Our little girl is so capable, and independent all of a sudden, it's unbelievable! Aside from getting tooth #7, and eating (and loving!) cheese quesadillas, six days after her first birthday, Belles TOOK TWO STEPS!!!!!!! She's on the move, folks! This accomplishment has been accompanied by a plethora of emotions (for her mama, at least), but all in all, it's an amazing and wonderful milestone. "Watch out, World," is pretty much our new mantra.
Another blogworthy event of the week was Izzy's first birthday party last Sunday, which, incidentally, was held on Daddy's birthday (happy 32nd, Reg!). Somehow we crammed 12 beloved ones into our little 8'x12' living room to celebrate with us. Amidst the cupcakes and balloons and wrapping paper, the very best part of the day was all the love that was crammed into one tiny house (we even had "virtual love" coming from grandparents who weren't able to make it). Seriously, it was palpable. Our girl is so very blessed.
The birthday bash concluded a VERY busy and celebratory weekend, having celebrated G-Mama and Bob's matrimonial bliss the day before. (and, as a humorous sidenote: when we went to get her black MaryJanes to complete her flower girl ensemble, we tried on her normal size 2.... no WAY. Size 3- well, picture Drizella Tremaine trying on the infamous glass slipper... Size 4- nope, her poor little foot fat was still squeezing out the top of her MaryJane (which, by now, was about twice as long as her little foot!). SOOO, we went for black suede booties instead, complete with rhinestones on the sides- and plenty of elastic.) Anyway, I digress....
On this side of the weekend of (joyful) insanity, Isabelle is beyond thrilled to have a zoo of new friends in her room now, including Helga the Hippo, Georgia the Giraffe, Luellen the Ladybug, Pierre the Polar Bear, and Cleo the Kitty. Oh, and a barnyard of Playskool friends that reside in a shiny red barn. It's a party around here, let me tell you.
Although there are about 54 other topics I could go on and on about right now, I am reminded of the fact that late night is not my most eloquent -or succinct- time (right, Jen?). So until I am more rested,
xoxo
Christy
Haha, no, sometimes it's best just to get some rest and reset the emotions (for better or for worse). But I thoroughly enjoyed your post and am so excited for your little TODDLER who is busy toddling around on two feet! What an accomplishment!
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