Memorial Day Madness!

Picking "flowers" with uncle Terry...

I love grandma....

Now here's how you do this, cousin Aspen...let me give you some instruction....

Thanks Grandpa for loving me sooooo much!

Slim Jim's anyone?

I didn't know this, but apparently there is a lot you can do with a slim jim can...apparently, you can beat on it like a drum....

You can use it as a mirror.....

or you can even drink out of it....


We bought a blow up gym for Emerson for her first birthday party. We took it with us when we went camping over the holiday weekend. It took us 30 minutes to inflate it and assemble it. Emerson HATES it!!! She spent 5 minutes in it....cried, and used the rest of the Memorial Day weekend to play with her newfound discovery, the slim jim can! I know what I am buying her for Christmas!

I'm a BIG Kid Now!

Or so my daycare thinks anyway :) I've officially moved to the "big kid" room at daycare...we'll have a very structured day and mommy kinda likes that...I have structured play time, reading, gym time, fun outdoor time, and they are even going to help me learn my colors, numbers, my ABC's and teach me how to pick up my toys after playtime.

I only have one nap now so when I come home I'm kinda pooped but do I sleep well at night?!?! That's a good thing!

Here are some pics of me and my new teachers

After my birthday party!


Beginning of my birthday party!

One is a VERY Big Number!!!!

Thankfully, the weather cooperated for us for Emerson's first birthday party. Though a bit chilly, the sun came out in the afternoon and we were able to have the party outside, thankfully, because it seems our family is growing with so many big kids, medium sized kids, and little kids running around!

Emerson did famously for her party, did not cry when we sang to her, but still didn't quite know what was going on during our chorus of Happy Birthday. And she really wasn't impressed with the cake that much either...which was no big surprise.

All was well until just when everyone was leaving, she got sick right in the middle of our garage!!! Stomach flu had invaded our household! At least she got to play with some of her toys before the sickness came on...poor little girl. Daddy had to change his clothes three times that evening! And Mommy spent her first Mother's Day, experiencing what motherhood is really all about... lounging with her sick baby. A special thanks to my mom who stepped in and helped me bathe my crusty child and clean baby puke out of my living room carpet...I'm so thankful for grandma. PS. We all came away from this ok, except daddy also did come down with stomach flu.

At my one year appointment, I am 31" tall, in the 97% percentile, I'm 19.15 pounds, in the 45% percentile, and my head circumfrence is 18", in the 75% percentile. Although I'm tiny, the doctor says I'm doing well because I have maintained those numbers in my growth charts...I'm going to be tall and skinny?!?! Huh? Cuz mommy and daddy are sure not either one of those things.

Magnets

Do you remember the last time or any time for that matter that you had fun, I mean really had fun on only one dollar? I can't.....but it's funny how our kids can bring us to the realization that you really don't have to spend a lot of money to have a lot of fun. Don't get me wrong.. I'd hate to total up all the money I've spent on my kid. She's spoiled...I know this. I've bought her all kinds of books and toys, but just for fun I stopped at Wal Mart awhile back and bought her a package of fridge magnets. I spent only one dollar on them and she LOVES them....it's the first and last toys we play with each and every day....all of her other toys can be strung across the house and she'll spend her time pulling the magnets off the fridge.... watch mommy pick them up and place them back on the fridge and start all over again. Oh, and we also chew on them and throw them and carry them to all of our hiding places. We started with the standard number of 26 letters, but now I can only locate 18. I'm pretty sure the other 8 are stuck under the fridge. What fun....

First Steps

As you can see, this blog is about firsts. We are crazy about firsts at our house, first words, first teeth. First everything....Emerson won't let us take a picture of her teeth and you probably don't want to see them either, but I think the first steps are pretty important. I guess technically, these aren't really "steps" because she is assisted with the toy that she can't get enough of. The only problem now is how to turn it around which ironically, she is learning quite quickly. She really is entertaining!

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

First Haircut

I wasn't quite ready for Emerson's first haircut. Especially since I can't wait for it to grow long enough that I can put pretty little bows in her hair!!! But despite my hesitation I let Dad cut it. It was getting long and it kept getting in her eyes, so we cut about a half inch off the top. Emerson...not impressed with Dad's cutting skills...she wanted out of that chair and right this minute. And she wanted to eat her hair! Yuck!

Aspen, Grandma, Emerson, and Cierra at Grandma's house. Wouldn't be a Slagg Christmas without some pics in front of the Christmas tree.

I think Emerson's cousins are enamoured.

I love you Grandma!

Southern Iowa Christmas morn

Early Christmas morning...a view from my parents window...enjoying a few peaceful moments before the rest of our lively crew woke up.

I can't get enough of this thing. Mommy is amused.

First Christmas

Yes, just what I wanted!

I like presents!!!Santa, I was GOOD this year.