Many moons ago my sweet little B-bird turned 1. I am a horrible procrastinator and am just now posting about this....yes...her slideshow will show up soon as well.
Now that I apologized for posting late, I shall rant and complain about how ridiculous it is that it has already been a year. I know I do this with each child, each birthday, every year...but Bia is still only supposed to be about 6 months old by my calculations (I never was good at math...)
Despite my protests and attempts at stopping her birthday from coming--it came--and so since it decided to come, I begrudgingly gave in and threw the cute little button a birthday shindig.
We invited some of our closest buds, ate too many treats, partook of a delicious potato bar, and watched unruly amounts of little children run around the house.
The fact that children grow up in such a short amount of time makes me the saddest person ever. The fact that I get to watch them grow, learn, develop, and turn into such neat little people makes me the happiest person ever. Its a win-lose situation here.
Bia at one year:
~Little B loves to snuggle. She loves giving loves.
~Little miss adores babies--she takes after Zoie in this way.
~The girl has learned how to hold her own. With two older sisters this little lady has got survival mode perfected. She can squak loud and make a run when she sees them coming for the toy she has. Pretty sure she could survive in the wilderness by herself.
~She still doesnt sleep....*sigh* We are hoping by the time she is 15 she will outgrow this nasty habit
~Her favorite toy is my toothbrush
~She dances and sways her dress back and forth to any music or anything that resembles music.
~Her personality is stronger than Zo's....we are in trouble.
~She's perfectly perfect.
I love you little B.

Now that I apologized for posting late, I shall rant and complain about how ridiculous it is that it has already been a year. I know I do this with each child, each birthday, every year...but Bia is still only supposed to be about 6 months old by my calculations (I never was good at math...)
Despite my protests and attempts at stopping her birthday from coming--it came--and so since it decided to come, I begrudgingly gave in and threw the cute little button a birthday shindig.
We invited some of our closest buds, ate too many treats, partook of a delicious potato bar, and watched unruly amounts of little children run around the house.
The fact that children grow up in such a short amount of time makes me the saddest person ever. The fact that I get to watch them grow, learn, develop, and turn into such neat little people makes me the happiest person ever. Its a win-lose situation here.
Bia at one year:
~Little B loves to snuggle. She loves giving loves.
~Little miss adores babies--she takes after Zoie in this way.
~The girl has learned how to hold her own. With two older sisters this little lady has got survival mode perfected. She can squak loud and make a run when she sees them coming for the toy she has. Pretty sure she could survive in the wilderness by herself.
~She still doesnt sleep....*sigh* We are hoping by the time she is 15 she will outgrow this nasty habit
~Her favorite toy is my toothbrush
~She dances and sways her dress back and forth to any music or anything that resembles music.
~Her personality is stronger than Zo's....we are in trouble.
~She's perfectly perfect.
I love you little B.

Zo's best friend Preston came to partake of the festivities--and made binoculars from the trash of the presents....cuz he's that cool.
Showing off her new toys

ymmmm. cake.

It took her awhile. She was a bit iffy about that cake...but she eventually gave in to its delicious sweet temptation.


BFF Claire. She is just as deliciously adorable.


Little buddy Raija--she was thrilled to be at the party.


I love this little face.
Scrumptiously delicious birthday cupcakes. Dont look too close at their frosting..I'm not a cake decorator.
Pink and Turquoise candy. Yes. I had to have it match. That's how I roll.


