The Big 1

Our little angel turned 1 on January 8th. I can't believe it. We have enjoyed every single minute of the past 12 months with her (day and night). She has been by far the easiest baby of the 3. She's never been really fussy. And she never cries (unless she's hurt of course). She's so calm tempered, there have been times I've even forgot she was with me. I just adore her! Don't worry, for all you who think I am bragging about my angel of a child, she still wakes 2-3 times a night, so she's not 100% perfect, just 99%

We had a cute little birthday party for her, just our family. During the day we went to "Out of this world" an indoor play place that the kids love. It's perfect because the boys can run around and do whatever they want and can't leave (similar to chucky cheese). There's even a baby area. Reagan loved the slide and wanted to go on it over and over and over. Later we came home and had cake. I couldn't find any candles in my entire house, except for this gigantic one that Ryan (Shawn's brother) brought us home from Mexico. Reagan was really confused. Then, after making the cake I realized that I didn't have any frosting so I had to make some, which didn't taste too good (so if anyone has a really good recipe, I'm interested). I just realized on this day that I have lost my touch. I used to have everything controlled so well. In the perfect mommy world I would have sent out invitations to friends, decorated the house, made a darling cake (with a cute candle of a little girl holding the number 1), taken the most perfect pictures of Reagan, and wrapped her gifts (I sort of did that... if plastic bags count). Or, perhaps this is evidence that I haven't lost my touch at all, and that I have just gotten it. I think that, yes, I can now call myself the textbook mom. The one who has so many things on her mind that she forgets things like candles on her child's cake. This day was actually beautiful for me. I totally let go of the little things and enjoyed Reagan.

She loved her cake and stuffed her face of it. Her favorite gift was a dolly that she kept kissing, feeding, and putting to bed. It's amazing how little kids just instinctualy know what to do with baby dolls. Reagan was truly the princess of the day!