Saturday, August 25, 2012

O.N.E.

I love the idea of big fancy birthday parties for my kids with cute decorations and delicious food, but I also know myself pretty well by now and it's just never going to happen. Especially for the first birthday. Your lucky if you get a cake and a few presents...
 
Laila's official big day was on Wednesday and we happened to have a fun splash park with friends day planned.  
 



Samm is already a boy chaser!




Josh was on call Wednesday so we had planned to have her party of Thursday, but ended up going to IKEA instead. We got the kids an ice cream cone on the way out and said it was for Laila's birthday, although Laila only got a few small tastes.

The actual party took place of Friday night, at home with no guests. It was not Pinterest worthy at all, but it was Rollins family worthy!


Samm made Laila this cute little book of first words.


Laila actually loved looking at it. I had to take it away from her though because she was starting to rip it and I want to save it in her file for her.



"Don't touch my baby doll"! I finally have a girl that loves babies!!! Yay!


She wasn't too sure about this horse right at first, especially after James knocked it over and it popped right back up, but she has since warmed up to it.


Samm also hung up streamers all around the dinning room. Maybe someday her kids will have really cool parties.



"I'm one!" I didn't notice until was uploading these pictures that she is holding up her pointer finger. (Sign also by Samm)


It's hard to believe that she is already one year old. Part of that is probably because she just barely started crawling and she is pretty small compared to my other kids at this age. I'm happy about that though. I want to hold on to her baby stage as long as I can.

And, just a few little tid bits about Laila at 1 year...

She is incredibly observant. She is always trying to copy what we do. She no longer has to be in the same room with me at all times. She crawls after the kids and will sit at the baby gate and yell until I put her downstairs with them. She loves fruit, tolerates vegetables, but will not touch meat. She says dadda and bye, but will not say momma. She knows a few baby signs, but now refuses to do them. Her preferred method of communicating is still shrieking. She loves baby dolls and rubber ducks. She likes when I read to her. And, she still draws all kinds of attention everywhere we go with those pretty blue eyes.

Happy Birthday Laila Bug! I love you so much!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Bum Scooting down the slide

At exactly 11 months and 14 days, Laila finally started crawling. She has been on the verge for months, but just wasn't quite ready to commit. What is funny, is that the day after she started crawling, she decided that scooting on her bum was a much better way of getting around. I actually have a better video that shows her scooting, but for some reason it takes forever to get my videos to upload to YouTube, so I thought it best to stick with a short one. She loved going down this little slide at the mall and was not very happy when we walked away from it.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

The Talent Runeth Over!

I found this video on the camera last night and remembered that I had never posted it. It is a little bit long, but it's worth watching for a few reasons.

1- Macy's outfit
2-The end of the 1st verse of Samm's song (all of my family, are you thinking George Washington!)
3-James trying to moon walk (not sure if that is actually what it's called)

Enjoy!

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Laila Bug...11 Months

This little thing is about to turn 1 and I'm having a hard time accepting it. Despite the near constant drain I feel from having such an attached baby, there is also an element of closeness I feel with her that I absolutely adore. I know that when she hits that one year mile stone its like we step out onto a high speed free way and her babyness will vanish before my eyes. So, I'm trying my best to soak it all in. And I can't get enough of her hugs and kisses. She doesn't always give them away so freely to others, but for her number one, there is always a slobbery smooch on her lips.



Oh, the lashes! she is one luck lady!





She thought she was pretty hot stuff sitting on that curb outside. Until she leaned forward just a little too much and her face met concrete. It was nothing a hug and a graham cracker couldn't fix though!