Lyla is #1

Lyla turned numero uno last Thursday, August 21. She really did grow up in the last week. She is very mature and seasoned this week, whereas last week, she was still a wee baby. She is really talking now, not just saying random sh-t. Every night, she comes into the kitchen, and literally asks for crackers. She kisses everything, and even makes the mmm-wa sound when doing it. She is even warming up to walking. By that I mean, taking steps when forced because falling is the alternative.

We went for her year check-up, and she was major tall as usual, 31.5". Although our doc has an extremely inaccurate method of measuring her. Last time he said she was about the same height, and when we really measured her she was about four inches shorter. I think she is close to this height this time though. He had to take blood, and she really lost it. In fact, I had changed her diaper when we got there, and she soaked through it while he did the bloodwork. I had pee all over my jacket, jeans, and hands. It ended up all over the floor and doctor as well. It was crazy. Especially since I had JUST changed it. It didn't help that she drank like 5 oz. of milk and 4 oz. of water in the hour before the visit. Unfortunately, the Seventh Generation diapers aren't the best in the absorption dept. We had to get an ER pack of Pampers last week, and even though those things will be in a landfill for all of time, they fit like a damn glove, and nothing gets out of them. The SG's are like wearing a panty liner, if nothin's comin' out they're just super, and feel great, but when you flow they blow.

Back to the subject at hand, Lyla's big day. We did a mid-week celebration and my parents and nephew came for the affair. The real fun started when I made my poor mother stay up till all hours poofing paper flowers with me. There is no such thing as a small affair in my family. We eat big, we decorate big, and we stay up all night. I was ordering candy and coasters three months ago for this gig, and I still had 100 things to do last minute. For a party that included immediate family and a few friends and neighbors, it ballooned quickly.

My problem also lies in indecisiveness and liking too many different things. I'll look at a magazine, clip it, then find something else, and start combining and adding. Then I can't execute. I'm like this with furniture and decorating as well. I want to redecorate every week, move every week, paint every week.

Anyway, the party was a hit, Lyla was great, especially since she only slept about 30 minutes the whole day. Now, I don't have to plan another one of these until her super sweet 16, when I'll have her drive in on a Harley, or be air lifted out by a helicopter.