Tuesday, March 30, 2010

One Year Old!


Wow, life with a one-year-old gets busy! I know it has been awhile since I last "blogged" but I am back! It is hard for me to believe that my little baby girl is now a walking/running, babbling toddler! To celebrate, we had a party for Evie's family and neighborhood friends. Evie got all sorts of gifts and lots of attention, but I think the highlight of the day for little Miss Evie was getting to enjoy her first taste of frosting! Yum! On the actual day of her birthday, we celebrated by having her one-year-old appointment (boo to three shots), playing outside in her new wagon and her jungle gym, going to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner and Robin (her Child Care Provider) asked if she could pick Evie up early and took her to the library to read books and play on the train table (her favorite outing). What a whirlwind day for someone that most of the time, would prefer to stay at home and play and read books with Mom and Dad.

At one, some of Evie's favorites include black olives, pizza, blueberries, bananas, yogurt, the book Chicka Chicka Boom Boom, her ball bouncer and any toy that plays a sounds so she can "dance." She also loves going to our iPOD dock to try to get her Dad's iPOD to play. It is amazing to us to watch her mind work. We will show her how to turn something on or make something go and she can do it by herself the next time! So crazy to watch her become a real, little person!

A few days after the birthday festivities, Evie got her first "official" black eye! She is such a mover and shaker and forgot to account for the door frame leading out onto the deck (where her slide is, of course). She ran right out there, tripped and I could hear her eye smack right onto the deck! Poor Pumpkin! It took a good 30 seconds before I could hear any sound come out of her cry because she was crying so hard. Unfortunately, this is probably the first of a few black eyes for her, as she loves to run and play! It does surprise me because she is typically so cautious on stairs, chairs, beds, etc. In fact, when we set her on top of her little slide and say "slide down, Evie," she furiously shakes her head no and holds onto the sides for dear life.