This is not a birthday picture but Haley LOVES to sit on the dishwasher when I'm trying to load or unload the dishwasher,
I like my cake! Jason got shower duty after she was done.
I like my cake! Jason got shower duty after she was done.
Who needs forks?
Happy Haley!
Oooohhh...cake!
I love this picture because you see Lily & Lacy in the picture who are the ones aggressively tearing open Haley's gifts
Yay, we've made it a whole year of being the parents of 4 little girls AND survived it! Even thrived most days! I sent Jason a text on Haley's birthday that said,"Congratulations on making it a whole year being the daddy of 4 little girls & not running away?" His response, "Gosh, no one told me leaving was an option, thanks for letting me know!" The big girls were really excited about Haley's "party" which was just us and we told them that but presents, cake and ice cream are a big deal I guess. Made Haley a ladybug cake, Jason said it was very Martha Stewart so I'll take that as a compliment. I like doing things like that, it makes a memory for me & the girls when they help.
My Haley is pretty laid back most of the time, a super snuggler, super fast crawler, smiles at just about everybody, says Hi, Mama, Dada, Bye bye and a bunch of other things that sound like a baby dinosaur. Not walking yet but stands up on her own. I've told her that she needs to start walking as soon as all the snow melts so we can ALL get out and play!
A tiny part of me was a little sad that she was turning one, my baby days are numbered but then that same evening, she cried LOUDLY all the way home from church and that made me decide, Nope, four is the perfect number for us!
My Haley is pretty laid back most of the time, a super snuggler, super fast crawler, smiles at just about everybody, says Hi, Mama, Dada, Bye bye and a bunch of other things that sound like a baby dinosaur. Not walking yet but stands up on her own. I've told her that she needs to start walking as soon as all the snow melts so we can ALL get out and play!
A tiny part of me was a little sad that she was turning one, my baby days are numbered but then that same evening, she cried LOUDLY all the way home from church and that made me decide, Nope, four is the perfect number for us!
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