Sarah is ONE!!!

Well almost. But we had her party already since my parents were in town. I had two goals for the party (besides having fun)... 1. To take a picture with Sarah and each of her guests. (Didn't happen :() 2. To have everyone decorate a cute "scaredy cake" cupcake. That goal was fulfilled!
Anyway, whose birthday was it really? Libby had a hard time with this concept!

Libby looking jealously at the birthday hat and birthday girl.


Sarah after the cupcake eating with both grandmas. Notice that Sarah enjoyed the celery on her tray as much as the cake.


Sarah with Auntie Maren.

Libby's New Phase

Libby has entered the NAKED phase. She loves to be naked. Anytime I let her out of the house she is frolicing naked before I can even look out the window. I have decided to take a positive outlook. She is learning to take off her clothes (meaning she will eventually be able to remove them to go potty), and she is becoming more aware of when she goes potty since there isn't a diaper there. She really is a free spirit.

Sarah's First Tooth

Sarah has been such a good baby. She eats well, sleeps well, etc. But she has NOT been teething very well...at least in the sense that she seems to be majorly teething, but not getting any teeth. She turns 1 in less than a month, she is starting to walk, and still no teeth. Finally this week, in my frustration with her obvious teeth induced agitation, I (actually Derek did this first I think) turned my finger up on her gums. WHOA! There was already a tooth through the gums. We didn't notice because not only did she get a top tooth first, she got a side tooth first. I inclded the diagram so you could see, she got a lateral incisor as her first tooth. How bizarre! The next tooth that is putting real pressure is the central incisor next to it. I guess now I realize why she was grumpy. It was actually a legit tooth pushing through her little sensitive gums.

Parental Error

I feel like I could make a post daily about my parental errors. This week I made the biggest one I have made in awhile. I tried to move my girls into one room. It was inspired by many things:
1. My desire to have a guest room for my parents visit next week.
2. My desire to NOT buy a second diaper genie, since Libby is not yet potty trained and Sarah's diapers are stinky!
3. My realization that they have fun playing together now during the day, and hence my conclusion that they might not mind being in the same room at night.
4. The reality that they wear basically the same clothing size so why try to decide what to put in whose dresser...
Anyway, BOY WAS I WRONG. They were both totally freaked out by the concept. I tried, I really tried to help them get comfortable and used to the idea. We even had a family home evening on it before bed. Everything that could have gone wrong did. (And somet things that shouldn't have gone wrong, like how I accidentally removed the heat vent cover with the bed and Libby stepped into the hole, getting blood all over from a small but painful cut on the foot!) Finally at 2:15 am I woke Derek up (5 minutes before his alarm anyway) and had him move Libby's toddler bed back to her room. She was instantly asleep. Guess the girl needs her own space. I decided that it didn't matter. I will let them have their own rooms as long as I can. But I still haven't recovered from the lack of sleep. Why is my body's new response to being tired not being able to sleep?

Showtime Sarah!

Sarah is now walking...a few timid steps at a time. It is so cute. She is so excited to start running after Libby.

Sunday Morning

Today I caught my girls in their Sunday best...and the fly swatter too. Which Libby carries around and calls a mop. She has only been in time-out once for hitting Sarah with it. Amazing!

Home Grown Veggies

We did get a surprisingly good haul of tomatoes from our own plants this year. Sarah and Libby had fun playing with some of them. I am not sure how they got them since Libby isn't allowed into the garden---and she is always SO obedient.
This was also Sarah's first (or maybe second) unsupervised time outside with Libby. I did actually hear Libby saying, "No Sarah, don't eat that." a time or two. And Libby was right, she probably shouldn't have been eating what she was eating, as you can see from her face.