My darling little Alisa muffin cake (don't gag) turned one year old last week! It's crazy how much more quickly time is flying with her than with our first (and we haven't even gotten to kids 3 or 4 yet!)
Alisa has been living in transformation central in the year since her birth. She started out a very mellow, serene baby. She then had a long, terrible stint of acid reflux that made her switch from mellow-happy-baby to screaming-writhing-baby at the drop of a hat. This phase lasted a long time. :/ Then, she began to outgrow her AR and became very, very clingy. Poor momma had to carry her everywhere, all the time. Then she began to sit up, crawl and even walking now! She has become more independent (though she definitely loves a good snuggle or carry sesh,) and now she is a very happy, very loud baby. If you've been around her at all recently, you know that she loves to yell! Happy, sad, excited, tired, silly-no matter the mood, she likes the whole world to hear about it! She has recently begun imitating us-she doesn't really have any words yet that she assigns meaning and comes up with on her own, but she'll copy you at the most random times. She repeats words, and every now and then says something astounding! So far the biggest winners are "happy birthday" and "I love you." She loves to clap, play hide and seek and peek-a-boo, watch kiddie movies, climb, Climb, CLIMB, and loooooooooooooves to eat. She and her sister are very different in many ways, but one thing they definitely have in common, is that they love to dance! She's a good little diaper-shaker. She also loves to growl and laugh. The poor thing still doesn't have hair and refuses to wear a bow, but that doesn't hide her beautiful eyes and contagious smile.
Her doc visit was this past Monday, and this little munchkin was not so little. She was in the 90's for weight and 80's for height, 90's for head, too. (All the North kids are doomed on that front.) She's trucking right along developmentally, and all is well with her.
For Alisa's first birthday, I decided simpler was better, but didn't want to gip her a thing. We had a little family and friends party at our house with a "Sweet Treats" theme. As in, happy birthday to our sweetie! We had sweet foods only (homemade heart-shaped chocolates, sugar cookies, a giant candy bowl, homemade mousse truffles, and of course a CAKE -- peppermint-candy-shaped, red velvet. It was delicious.) Plus pink lemonade with little heart and flower shaped ice floating inside.
Invitations were made with candy/cupcake/treat covered stationery that folds into its own envelope with some convo hearts inside. I did the same memento as for Amelie-a picture frame for everyone to sign that I will fill with a cake-eating photo. And as for the "activity," I just filled a cute jar with conversation hearts and had everyone guess the amount-Mal won it with a guess of 220, when there were 222! Nice! Kid favors were a box of convo hearts that said "from Alisa," and decor was pink streamers and giant candies on the walls.
You gotta get the bubbles out when you have this many little kids around!
Notice mommy not paying attention while Alisa swipes the last truffle...
And the aftermath!!
I hear ya, girl, they were soooo good.
She got some great presents; rattle baby doll, adorable clothes/shoes/much-needed-jammies, a glow worm (probably her fave,) puzzles, sippies, a book, stuffed animals, bows, a pink swing for our swingset and a rocking horse. She made out!
The little sweetheart was cute for the whole intended party time, but it went long (what can I say? Our friends tend to be late...) and she was struggling at the end. By the time we got to her cake, she was sooo tired. She just picked at it a little and kinda looked like a zombie. She went down for nap #2 before all her guests even left. :)
Her personal pan pizza, I mean cake.
So sleepy!And the final obligatory, but oh-so-true statement - I can't believe it's been a year since we brought this girlie home! I just love her cute little face so much and can't wait to see what other adventures she brings to our lives.
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