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The Easter Bunny never makes it to Portland, because it rains to much. If he gets wet, he'll melt and die. I heard that somewhere. I promise.

Dragons deliver the goods around here.

Happy Easter!

i turn one, and what do i get?!?

I get told I am too skinny, poked with needles, and 2 shots! Totally scammed. 

Whatever. I do what I want.

Like make Daddy into a step stool.

I am going to be a model-acrobat when I grow up.

P.S. Turns out I am 17 elbees and 15 ounces. 2 pounds until I get my car seat turned around. Can I get a woot woot!

dear jeb,

I think I may have fallen in love with you. When you first arrived in our home, you made me claustrophobic. I have to admit, you have a huge A. But that is beside the point...and I have gotten over it. I figured we would adopt you out, leave you to your humid Portland home while we moved on.

But I don't think I can move on. Not without you.

Especially so since you have a new friend.

You've squeezed yourself into our hearts. I guess we squeeze you into our moving truck.

Love,
Mom and Dad

P.S. Sorry we never dust you. I can't see up there.

a little party

We had a Little party for Little...because, ya know, she's Little. So, naturally everything was little. Or was it Little? Anyway.

These invites are about the size of a business card when folded up.

Thank yous to match the invites and Scarlett's snazzy bunting I used to decorate.

All the food was little. Bite size tortilla chips with mango salsa, cutie oranges, baby bananas, little pickles, mini saltines with cheese, mini reese's cups, mini animal crackers, and (not pictured) baby tomatoes, baby carrots, meatballs in awesomeness, and lil smokies wrapped in bacon dipped in brown sugar. Mmmmm. And those tissue paper pom poms? Thank you, Martha.

Her cake was little too. Like 5"-6" across. Then, I made mini cupcakes with parchment paper, because they looked awesome! Not really. I was just too lazy to go back to the store.

The kids were oogling the cupcakes the entire time Scarlett was eating hers. The minute Eden saw them (I had the fridge open getting other food out when they arrived), she put dibs on a pink one. I guess she  couldn't wait any longer! And Jessie looks a little jealous.

 Making progress! She spit out the frosting at first and was (again) not super interested in the cake.

Apparently, the only thing cake is good for is squishing it between your fingers.

Bahahahahaha. I love Chandler. And Chandler loves Scarlett. He always sticks up for her and says, "Scarlett's my girlfriend!"

Aww. Doesn't that face just break your heart? Eden didn't want to leave!

More pictures for your viewing pleasure...

a year already

Scarlett had a birthday, shout hooray!

I thought 1 year was going to be so monumental. Like when you turn 18 or 21. But then you are 18, 21, 30, etc. and you don't feel any different like you think you will. Well, Scarlett doesn't feel any different either. Same happy baby as always. 

On her actual birthday we gave her her first loaded taste of sugar. She wasn't all that impressed. 

 She had more fun squishing the icing between her fingers.

We waited on the gifts for her party, but she did get some pretty cute big girl jammies after having an extra long bath (she still loves the bath, except getting her hair rinsed). I don't know how I feel about the PJ's. I miss the little feeties.

Going through my nightstand--one of her favorite hangouts.

...and squishing her fingers....

We finished the night watching Elmo. It's pretty sad when you ask her where something is, she acts like she has no idea what you're talking about. Ask her where Elmo is and she'll give you an Elmo book.

Scarlett at 12 months:
*She has become very liberal with her hugs and kisses (and slobber and boogers).
*She can carry on a "conversation". She babbles, you babble, she babbles back...
*Shakes her head "no" at very random times, especially when we talk about her.
*Points to EVERYTHING and says, "Da?" (interpreted as, "What's that?")
*Says bye, mama, dada, and possibly duck. I'm not sure yet if it's coincidence or not.
*Signs more.
*Favorite foods: whole wheat bread, cutie oranges, and cheese.
*Loves escaping from Dad and climbing the stairs when he's not watching.

it's my birthday!

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's...

A plane! No really...

Michael loves airplanes. Here he is during his 2 week break working on a model airplane that will hopefully fly one day. Pilot in training working along side. Her mullet has since been taken care of.

When Michael discovered that the largest aviation museum in the Northwest was only an hour away, we had to go. But then we kept waffling over whether we should really go or not, because A. It was far. 2. Scarlett might be a grumpus pants and make the trip not even worth the $20 per person to get in. III. We are probably the world's best wafflers. Just come over on a Friday night and see how long it takes us to decide what movie to watch. Or if we are even going to watch a movie. Maybe we should invite someone over. Okay, then you call them. Nah, let's just watch a movie. 

We did end up going and of course Scarlett kept saying, "I want to sleep in my comfy crib. I'm tired. Can we please go home now?" She said it just like that...just add in some crying, whining, carrying, refused bottles, and 4 very sore arms. On our part. Scarlett only has 2...just in case you were wondering

Onto the airplanes.

Can you say trailer with wings? Bottom right is how cozy it is on the inside. No room for bags? No problem, it all stows away in the wings.

Scarlett learning to fly planes.

The crowning glory on the Evergreen Aviation Museum--The Spruce Goose (you know...Howard Hughes...The Aviator). This thing was MASSIVE. So massive I couldn't get a picture of the whole thing. I spy a Michael and a Little...can you?

 Random facts about the Sea Plane:
*Yes, it's a sea plane. Mr. Hughes was apparently afraid of drowning because every nook and cranny was filled with beach balls.
*It flew only once and was put in a specially made hanger until Mr. Hughes died.
*A full sized man can walk inside the wings.
*During it's one and only flight, men were in the wings checking on each engine (4 on each wing).
*The Spruce Goose is actually made of birch.
*It took 4 tons of nails to put this thing together. All 4 tons were pried out (only there to tack things in place until it all dried/cured).

We also visited the space part of the museum (whole separate building). Judging solely by aesthetics, this part had oober amounts of funding over the Aviation building. Top Right: Scarlett landing on the moon. Bottom Right: An actual piece of the Berlin Wall. Random? Left pictures: Space stuff.

Helicopters that couldn't fit in the Aviation Museum.

Michael and the lightning plane (it has a real name...ask Michael). He made a smaller radio controlled one exactly like this way back in the day. As always, Scarlett is way more interested in something other than looking at the camera.

This is what she was looking at. She loves her cowgirl boots and looks just like her daddy...I should have known.

The End.