i(Phone) Spy: Month Twelve - Emery

Well, as you have likely gathered from the last 2 posts- my boo turned 1 on March 6th!  I still am in shock, but learning to cope better each day.  ;c)  I'll go light on the sap because I already hit you pretty hard with that on my post on her actual birthday.  Instead let's enjoy a look at what my tiny tot was up to in her last month of infancy, huh?

Yeah, yeah I just spit my lunch all over you, Dad, but look how cuuuuuute I am.  You know you can't stay mad!

It's Friday and I wanted to sleep in... le sigh.

Mama, you missed a spot.  Riiiiight here.  Never fear though, I have my bath soap handy to help you out.

How to open a present.  Step 1 - bat at tissue paper until it flutters out of bag.  Step 2 - aggressively tip bag over.  Step 3 - Step 2 wasn't aggressive enough.  We need it to be perpendicular to the ground.  Completely ignore that any contents fell out.  Step 4 - Look at Nonnie wondering where she got those outfits from.  (Thank you Aunt Melissa, Uncle Blake & future boyfran Covington.)

Playing with Blakely at her birthday party.

Anniston showing off her sharing skills at her birthday party.

Just a little day date at the tracks.

"It's my baby in a box..."

Man I hate when the paparazzi snaps me mid-chew, don't you?

My little "helper" swiftly unfolding and unpacking everything I had just neatly folded and packed.  Parenting 101: First, take a picture then scold.

Shape sorter?  What shape sorter?  I haven't seen it.

Alright, I'm sitting- now bring me that banana!

Every bit as thrilled as her Daddy is when in control of the remote.

This box is a liar.  There's no baby in here!

Can't a girl just drive and shove her hand in a bucket at the same time anymore?

Classy little lady we are raising.  That's definitely a skirt she's wearing.  We'll work on it.

Go to school?  Nah.  I'm good.

Mama, I think there's magic in this ball.

Man, Bruno Mars really IS short.

Toddlerhood?!  I think I'll just sit back and watch the drama unfold.

Pink & Orange You Glad I'm Here?

Last Saturday, March 1st, we celebrated Emery's 1st birthday with a little shindig here at the house.  We were beyond humbled by all the friends and family that were willing to spend their Saturday trekking out to the 'burbs to watch our tiny diva smash delicately pinch some cake and show off her new head-shaking trick.  We know that at this age everyone has their own families and own busy to-do lists to attend to, so any time you make room in your schedule for us we don't take it lightly.  From the very bottom of our hearts, we thank you.  Your love, support and willingness to drink a beer for any cause is what makes our world go 'round!

The party went mostly as you'd expect- lots of sweet skeptical baby faces, lots of good laughs, lots of pink & orange, lots of quality time to catch up, lots of frazzled mama and lots of memories made.  Because a picture is worth a thousand words, and I had about a thousand to choose from (THANK YOU JEN & JIMMY JAMES), I won't waste any more visual space with my own words.

Happy Birthday Party, my sweet, sweet angel!

I recommend two things if you're going to make some banners.  1) Measure said banner to be sure it will fit in your house before spending the better part of a weekend on it.  2)  Be sure if you make 2 banners, you remember to hang both.  You may be seeing one that looks very similar at Emery's 2nd birthday.

This Mama spent some quality time watching AI while playing craft time with Emery's monthly pictures.

So thankful for my 9/80s.  P.S. We are still looking for where I put the pots/pans that normally go here.

Nothing says oh-crap-I-forgot-to-take-decor-pics-before-the-party-started like this picture does.

Seriously.  Lots of craft time while watching AI.

Emery, never say that your Mama doesn't love you.  I made these banana cupcakes from scratch.  I'll probably never do it again so let this picture serve as proof that it did happen.

I think I took this picture before all the food was set up.  Timeliness is clearly not my strong suit.

Oh there's my other banner on the ottoman.  Cool.

Grandma, Nonnie & the birthday girl.

My awesome co-workers, Molly & Kevin.  Errr... Becca.  ;c)  Love you Becca!

Aunt Julie, Grandpa, Lynda & precious baby Patrick.

Proof that food did inhabit this table at one point.

Aunt Tiff, Emery & cousin Kylie.

The romper room.  Would you believe this is only a fraction of the kids?  Kylie, Noah's foot, Emery, Anniston & Harper.  (Not pictured: Will, Blakely, Patrick, Avery & Jake)

Lynda, Patrick, Beth & Harper.  Patrick surrounded by women.  Poor guy.

Action shot of the pergola.  What?  Oh yeah- and the party.

Looks a little different than our ol' EY HH days.  David, JT, Brendan & Jonathan.

Av's made it in a picture!

Lola's wondering if its her birthday yet.

Nonnie, Daddy, Mama & Miss Em.  That hat stood no chance.

(I apologize in advance for the bajillion cake smashing pics but it's my (kid's) party and I'll cry bombard you with photos if I want to.)  What is this?  Did one of my classmates frost it?  (Seriously don't look closely.)

What's that Jakey, you think it's edible?

Let me inspect it very carefully.  Mama, is that a tear from this morning I detect?

Yup, I found another one I am pretty sure.

Give me just a minute- I'm not done!

You seeing this?  Lady's trying to steal my cake.

Ok.  You want in on this now?!  Why did you people even give this to me?

That is fine if you guys want to try to take pictures or whatever, but I am just going to keep eating, mmmmk?

Can you believe we made it a year?!

I know I'm a biased mama, but isn't she beautiful?  How on earth did Ryan & I produce such an adorable specimen?

Aunt Julie, Nonnie & Miss Emery.

Pssst... Aunt Tiff, can you BELIEVE they're still taking pictures?  Can't a girl just get some peace around here?  The Martin clan- Kylie, Aunt Tiffany, Jenny, Pam, Grandma, Pawpaw, Great Grandpa & Nancy.

Uncle Matt & Grandpa.

Heeeeeeeelp!

Becca, Tanner, Kevin & Molly with a side of Blakely photobomb.

Mom, look what I got!  I think I have this tissue paper in another color, but we won't tell them yet, ok?  Man, tissue paper is the best.

What are these things attached to the real gift- the tag?

Thanks for stopping by!  Happy Birthday to ME.