Shortly after Abbey turned one while we were in Germany, Stu went to get his haircut by the German speaking Vietnamese woman next door to us. The conversations with her were always pretty nice because German was pretty clearly the second language for all involved. Stu was telling her about our baby, Abbey and she asked how old she was. When Stu responded that she was one, the woman said, "Das ist nicht ein Baby... das ist ein Kind!" or, "That is not a baby... that is a kid!" I bring the story up now, because that is officially where we are with Amelia now. Wir haben nicht mehr ein baby... wir haben zwei kinder. Our "little" Amelia is no longer so little. Her favorite things to say are, "Hi!" "Hi, baby," and "Abbey." She wears 18 month clothing. She is taking her first steps. Her favorite activity is going up and down and up and down stairs. She is a toddler.
The morning started off a bit rough. Amelia woke up at 4:45 and cried off and on until she finally passed out at 6. Not sure what the deal was. So the first few pictures you can definitely see the tired eyes.
Abbey was of course more excited about opening presents than Amelia was.
Starting to get the hang of it:
There we go:
I think she loved the pants as much as I do:
My sous chef ready to help with frosting the cake:
She was looking at our friend Miss Cynthia:
Miss Cynthia asked, "Do you like your pizza?" Amelia's response:
This is generally her smile... what a sweet little ham:
My "Abby Ca-Elmo" cake. Abbey said Amelia would probably want a purple or a blue cake, instead of red, so we went with purple.
The remaining pictures are the progression of her eating the cake. Stu put it well... she ate just like her personality. For those who don't know Amelia, you get a glimpse into her boisterous nature.
The pristine one:
Happy birthday, Amelia! We love you!
I don't care... I am still going to call her a baby.
