Crawling is for Babies!

Our crawling days are officially over. She started walking (taking a few steps at a time) about a week and a half ago. Then, about a week ago, walking became her preferred method of transportation. Now, crawling is a thing of the past.

Walking with Lovey on St. Patrick's Day

I'm so glad that Spring is here. It's finally nice out just in time for Olivia to take me for walks. Yesterday we went outside and walked up the front walk and back over and over for about a half hour. The sunshine and the breeze made Olivia a very happy baby.

In fact, walking has taken over our lives. She walks everywhere, and wants someone to walk with her. All the time. Today in Kindermusik it was all I could do to get her to stop walking so we could sing and dance together.

It's sunny out this afternoon, so as soon as she wakes up from her nap, I think I'll let her take me for another walk outside.

Happy Birthday, Olivia!

Today is Olivia's first birthday. I've been anxious about this day for at least a week. But it came and went, and it was a sweet day (mostly--we'll get to that later!)

We met up with Daddy at Kindermusik this morning. Lots of fun singing and dancing with our friends. Everyone sang Happy Birthday to Olivia.

After Kindermusik, we had lunch with our friend, Jessica, and Grandma. We went to one of Olivia's favorite restaurants. Unfortunately today the service was pretty poor. Olivia enjoyed her lunch anyway. And she got to open a present from Miss Jessica!

Ribbons!

Ooooh! A puzzle. Thanks, Miss Jessica!

After lunch Olivia took a much-needed nap. And then we went to dinner with Daddy and Grandma. When we came home, we surprised Olivia with a cupcake of her very own.

Strawberry and white chocolate. YUM!

Happy birthday to you!

Frosting....

I can eat the whole thing. Watch!

Sharing with Baxter.

The aftermath.

Afterward, we got in our jammies, and read stories on the floor. Then Olivia crawled into Mommy's lap for a quick cuddle. So sweet. Not really. Turns out she had too much of a good thing. She threw up all over me. Awesome. I thought that was reserved especially for 21st birthdays. So we ended the day with a bath, a cuddle, and bed time.

Happy birthday, sweet baby. Let's not have a repeat performance at your party this weekend.

I love you.