My Favorite Things (for now anyway)

Getting into drawers:

Tantrums when I can't play with things I find in drawers:

A pizza pan (I don't get it either):

He carries it everywhere

Checking out his hair in his reflection

Throwing things in the bathtub:

A puppy on a string:

The Dishwasher:

Outside:

Dear LaffyTaffy

Nobody likes banana. So please stop making it. Thank you.

Confession:

I watch iCarly sometimes. And I like it.

I love fall.

Even though it's still in the 90's here in AZ, somehow it still manages to feel like fall.

Dear Carden,

Remember when you used to look like this?

And then this?

And now you look like this:

I don't even know if I can call you a baby any more (even though I still do), because you are a big one year old! And you run all over the place and get into as much trouble as you possibly can!

I call you my little piggy, because, well you are. You love to eat and you love your puppy maggie, (you love her food as well. BLECH!). As soon as you hear me coming you take off in the opposite direction as fast as those chubby feet will take you.

Happy late birthday baby!

Love, Mama

It's A Monkey Party!

The invites:



The cupcakes:

The little piggy/monkey LOVING his birthday cake!:


The birthday boy with all of his loot:

The guests:

The decorations (made with my Cricut which I LOVE!)

Overall, I'd say it was a success :) (But maybe too much work to do for the next birthday!)