Once Upon a Time...Later

My mom said I was a grumpy, grumpy baby until she got pregnant with Heather, and then I become the happiest toddler around. I guess I just missed my Heath.

We all know life is better with Heather.

Happy Birthday Heath! Eat some delicious cake!

Snooze and Gooze

For Mr. Yin's birthday this year, Tiny Ted and I headed up to Boston for Snoozle's winter wedding.

She made her own dress. (And decided to add the sash the night before!)

Congratulations to the happy (Christmas-breakah) couple!

(And happy birthday Mr. Yin!) (We celebrated early lest anyone think we forgot him.) (And he got to go to the movies and have nachos for dinner, so he had a good one even though we were far away.) (And we sent him photo updates every hour on the hour to keep him in the loop.) (I may need an iPhone now.)

But this post is about Snooze! Congratulations!

twelfth mesaversary

He's come a long way, our Tiny Ted. Twelve full months of awesomeness.

When we were driving Edmundo home after he was born, the Bruno Mars song "Just the Way You Are" came on, and for the first time since he was born, I cried. I was sitting in the back seat with this tiny little bundle and the words were so true: because he was so amazing just the way he was. I didn't want him to change one bit. (Except for maybe losing the cord stump--they've always weirded me out--which he promptly did on his fifth day of life, which resulted in a frantic call to the doctor because they had told me it would be around for about 10-12 days.) But if I had known how awesome he would continue to be, and how he would add to it daily, I would have wanted him to hurry up and do all the amazing things he does now.

Like sitting on the floor and leaning back just enough to kick his feet up and down when he's happy. Or in the bathtub.

Or stuffing his favorite foods into his mouth with excited vigor.

Or crawling over to me and standing up!

Or sitting peacefully in his pile of books, going from one to the next, opening, kissing and tossing to the side.

Or blowing kisses. Or giving big open mouth kisses.

Or playing so happily in his crib with Giraffe and Froggy Friend after waking up that he doesn't even ask to be taken out when I come in.

Or mimicking my actions like using a napkin or spoon.

Or trying to put socks on his feet or hats on his head.

Or sleeping like a sweet angel.

Or playing patty cake with his feet, by himself.

Or cozying up to me when he's tired, even if just for a second.

I love this little guy to infinity and beyond. I can't wait to see what the next 12 months hold for him and us.

This post concludes our mesaversary series for the first year of Teddy's life. We may or may not continue. If we do, it most likely won't involve a white onesie. He's getting too big for the 18 month size and I haven't seen any bigger than 24 months. So. Yeah.

We'll come up with something.

babies!

Merry Christmas from the Davis family babies!

L-R: Clara, Ruth, Calvin, Liam, Teddy

Happy Birthday!

Tiny Master Yin celebrated his first birthday the week before Christmas.

He wasn't even kind of interested in the cake sitting on the floor next to him, but once he got a bite of it, he became very serious about shoveling in as much as possible as quickly as possible. And unlike dinner food, not one bite ended up tucked behind his leg on his seat.

The resulting sugar rush was hilarious to behold.

This little man has brought us so much joy. We fondly remember our days before he joined our family, but wouldn't trade him for the world.

Happy birthday my sweet boy!

no fun

My angel baby is sick.

The only nice thing about it is he curls up in my arms and falls asleep--he literally did it all day long.

Let's hope he's back to his happy, active and healthy self tomorrow.

Christmas help

Hello friends.

If you read this blog I assume we know each other and that we're friends since I'm not famous and don't do awesome giveaways. Since we're friends, I'd like to send you a Christmas card.

Can you help a sista out and send me your address (via email: canne [dot] yin [at] gmail [dot] com)? Unless you know for sure I already have it; meaning you've received something from me in the mail in the past year. Erica, you don't count. You must send your address. JS, as always you beat me to the punch, so you're golden.

Also, for the lad's birthday (next week!) we're expanding his board book library, and I'm looking for your favorite recommendations. His current favorites are

My First Book of Animals

My First Book of Words

Piggies

ABC--the board book version, not the one linked here

Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb

A to Z

The Very Busy Spider

Canada 123

Suggestions? We have a list we're considering, but would love to hear what you have to say.

Happy Merry Joy!

Random fact: The woman who works in the office at our apartment complex is named Merry.