11.

I'm not even going to apologize for being over 2 weeks late with this, because I know you all expect nothing less. My baby. Oh my baby, my sweet little 11 month old baby. WAHHHHHHH - this is how I feel about her turning a year old. I'm going to get all of my complaining and woe-is-me-ness out on this post. Then I can be super okay when I post later this month about my big, bad 1-year-old. So later when I post about her being one, I won't complain about how she no longer lets me rock her, or how she's trying to walk, or how her 1-year-old attitude stinks sometimes, or how the past year went by waaaay tooooo fast. Okay, done.

11 months.

She says: mama, dada, bye, hi, boo

She eats: everything. seriously. her favorites are anything dipped in hummus (weird, I know), ham, cheese, peas, carrots, watermelon, peaches, etc, etc,

She loves: baths, her crib, her dad, books - obsessed with books, being outside, the pool - sometimes

She hates: napping at sonshine school, when Mom won't share her food, getting her diaper changed, the pool - sometimes

She takes a few steps at a time!
She still loves nursing and her paci - 2 things that make her still feel like my little baby

We're still pretty obsessed with her.

The best weekend

A few great things happened this weekend.

Ben was off, which automatically makes it a great 2 days. Saturday was spent cuddling with the babe, pool party with great friends, and a real date! Well, kinda. We went to an End of Year Party for Ben's work. But it involved dressing up and a babysitter, so it totally counted as a date.

Only 4 more short years for this big guy.

AND THEN, we stayed in a hotel! Yes, in Oklahoma City. But if you knew us before Jens, (and I'm sure there is no one reading this that didn't know us before Jens) you know that we love to sleep. Sleeping in. Something that hasn't been done for 11 whole months. Of course, we woke up before 8 but we forced ourselves to go back to sleep until 9:30. It was awesome. We also forced ourselves to stay away long enough to eat breakfast and do a little shopping, and then we rushed home to the girly. I bet you can guess who Jenson reached for when we got home. Yep, I'm chopped liver.

After we got home, we were hanging out in the backyard, when this happened. After months of trying to get her to stand up on her own, Jenson decides to start standing like it's her job. 

And lastly, Ben decided it would be funny to slick her hair back with baby lotion. Right before church.