Saturday, September 10, 2011

A Birthday Post!

Paisley is 1 !

Okay, Paisley is 1 plus 1 month. So sue me.

12 month Paisley facts:

  • She weighed in at 18 pounds, 4 ounces, which puts her in the 5th percentile for her weight. She is up from 17 pounds, 11 ounces at 9 months.
  • She is 29.5 inches, which puts her in the 50th percentile. Up from 25.5 inches at 9 months! Way to go P! 
  • She is done with bottles and done breastfeeding - I made it one year! WooHoooo!
  • She is eating anything and everything we give her... some favorites include PB&Js, grilled cheese, any pasta, peas, green beans, shredded chicken, mashed potatoes, any fruit.... just the usual baby stuff. I am yet to give her something she doesn't like. (Must have gotten that from Nate.)
  • She is sleeping through the night and is down to one 2 hour nap each day.
  • She is still just rocking her 4 teeth - 2 on bottom and 2 on top, complete with a gap.
  • She is walking running.
  • Her favorite show is still Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I am trying to get her into a more girly show, which brings me to my next Paisley fact:
  • She is somewhat of a tomboy. (and yes, just for the record, that did hurt to type.) 
    • She doesn't like headbands (and can't wear bows - damn hair.)
    • Her only friends are boys, who have taught her to be very tough. Seriously, the girl hardly cries. 
    • Like I said, she isn't really into any kind of girly shows/movies. The only thing she will sit down and pay attention to is Mickey Mouse (and Jimmy Fallon, but who can blame her?). I know you probably think I'm crazy - but it really is kind of a boyish show. 
    • She recently learned "touchdown!" - I'll add a picture of that - its pretty cute.
    • The only orange I could find on short notice was a cute little jersey. They had a little cheerleader uniform, but it was lame and I couldn't do that to her. The jersey is cuter - I'll make her wear a skirt with it. I just bought her a black tutu - that'll be perfect!
    • I have bought her many stuffed animals and many lovies, hoping she would become attached to one. She does have one white rabbit (whose name is white rabbit - creativity for the win!) who she cuddles with, but only in the car and at naptime/bedtime. She is yet to find anything else that will do... except for one thing. She has recently become attached to a leash. Go ahead and read that again. Yes, I said a leash. As in a walk-your-dog leash, except she doesn't walk Lucy. She just carries her leash around all. the. time. I plan on posting about this soon - once I get more pictures. I can't lie, it is pretty cute.
  • She loves to talk - her favorite thing (?) to say is "tik-a-tik-a-tik-a-tik-a-tik." I realize that if you haven't heard her, you have no idea what sound I am trying to spell out for you. If you have heard it and can think of a better way to write it, please let me know. I need this for her baby book. Sometimes it sounds like "duck-a-duck-a-duck-a-duck" and sometimes like "chick-a-chick-a-chick-a-chick."
  • She is slowly winning Lucy over, cheerio by cheerio.
  • She is still a very happy and easy baby. She wears me out, but I love (almost?) every minute of it. 
Enough with the boring stuff. Here are some pictures from her birthday and her party.

On her birthday, opening her first present

Oh, did someone say yay!? I should clap. 

New shoes? Yay! I should clap some more!

No time to smile for the camera - I found tissue paper!
 Come. On. Are these the cutest things ever, or what?

From her party...

Frosting credit to my wonderful husband! He got his mom's cake decorating skills, yay!

Her smash cake 

She ate her cake little bite by little bite. No smashing involved.

 This is how I imagine this conversation going:
Hey Paiswey, it's me, Schafer. S-C-H-A-F-E-R. You aren't really doin that right. 

You're sposed to get real messy, so just stick your face in it. 

Whoa, Schafer! You're real good at that! 

Look mom! I showed Paiswey how to eat her cake! 

Wait, what is this?! A bow? When did you put this bow on me?  You tired to distract me with the cake? Well played.

Hello cake. I'm Anderson. No one else is in the room, they're all watching Paisley open presents.  Good thing I'm sneaky. Good thing those grown-ups are fools! 

Happy birthday to the sweetest baby girl in the whole world!