It's July 30, 2007 and it's my first birthday. Today, we started the day with a plate of cheesy eggs and berries (otherwise known as Mmm-buh!) and my one-year doctor's appointment. I weigh 26.5 pounds, and I'm 32.5 inches tall.




This is my fish face.

Yesterday, we had a big party at my house. Mama and Dada really sucked at taking pictures, but they didn't miss me eating cake. They let me have the entire thing!

I got a red swing! Now I can swing, and swing, and swing... but I'll still cry when they take me out...

... decided to go into the house...




...to open some interesting boxes full of...

New toys!

Cake, Night Two.

Well, I had to eat some on my actual birthday...

Augustus Gloop?

Well, they finally did it. Decided that 3,500 disposable diapers a year was just too many to throw into a landfill and still feel like environmentally responsible parents. My testicles thank them. And aren't these diapers cute?

Okay, okay, I had to show everyone that my Auntie Heather really is a gorgeous babe.

This is what happens when I eat dinner on the porch while Mama waters the gardens.

Me hangin' with my Auntie Rae.

My great grandpa (Giga) turned 90 this week and we had a big bash. Lots of Mama's family came to town to celebrate. Isn't he dapper?

I danced some with Mama, but was more interested in her shoes.

I tried to eat Mama's hand while she fed me a chocolate covered strawberry. By the way, Club Soda takes chocolate and strawberry mouth prints right out of a white peasant blouse.

And I ended the party with a morning walk along the river with Dada and Mama.

I slept through dinner, after crawling all over the hotel ballroom.