Bday party for Smyth

The other day the petit femmes and I saw a brown furry beast wandering in the grass, by the side of road, in Cobourg.

"Beaver!" I yelled excitedly.

"No, wood chuck!," I corrected myself.

"No... gopher!" I finally surmised.  Am I becoming stupid from lack of sleep, or am I totally disconnected to nature these days?

FInally had a small shindig for Smyth yesterday.  A couple of my  girlfriends pressured and guilted me into it  (poor second child).  My back is killing and I am worn out!  How do my little people suck the life out of me so sufficiently?  

And she's out!

Happy Bday party little Smyth.

HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY SMYTH!!

***Thursday, June 2nd, 2011***

Today my little one is one!

Poor dear is doing well after a skin allergy that ended us up in the ER the night before.

She had sushi for lunch and visited Campbellford for a swap party, pizza, cake and Andrew McQueen's awesome music!

She still don't move, but she can sure move to the beats!

Her favorite place though, is still in bed, nursing with momma and no matter where she goes, all over this big, bright world, I know there will always be those moments in her life that she will wish for nothing more than that to be right back in bed with her momma.  And I will be waiting for her.

I love you baby.  Thank you for picking to be a part of us.

Momma