Christmas joy

Here comes 2011. I know you are tired off hearing "oh my gosh, I cant believe how fast this year has gone by" and bla bla bla. But dang it. IT,S TRUE!!

So enough of that. Christmas has come and gone, and I have stored it into my memory vault of a brain. Violet has gotten quite a collection of toys, that I now find my self stumbling on every day. She is very proficient in the art of destroying any clean room, and a master at booby trapping the floor with pointy little things. OUCH! Damn those farm animal rolly thingys. Among her many favorites, [and I am not over exaggerating when I say many] she seems to enjoy her rocking horse, a stew pot, and a zombie doll. What can I say Santa has very odd tastes.
If her toys suggest anything about her future roll in life it would say she is destined to fight the zombie Apocalypse, on a horse and i don't know ... feed the homeless. wow my daughter...heroin of the new world, animal lover, restorer of humanity. yeah its destiny.
okay back on track. So my favorite thing about Christmas this year was Santa greeting my from his long night at work. Mind you this was a very tattooed, very pierced, very tall Santa [If you haven't guessed I'M talking about my man Jason]. He was very adamant about leaving his daughters presents out for him to place under the plastic Christmas tree [we got class lol]. Violet must have heard sleigh bells ringing [but I think the sleigh was bumping some cradle of filth (band)] because she woke up. Being as I`m the nicest sweetest mother I let her stay up and help daddy play Santa's little helper. She watched as daddy forced over frosted Christmas cookies that were polluted with twizzlers, coconut, sour things, and Reese's pieces for eyes. She helped place bright boxes under the tree, and gave a few of her toys a test ride.
After we downed a rather large glass of brandy that we flavored with egg nog we crawled into bed. I lovingly asked Jason ″are you drunk?” to which he replied

"no".

I said, "Well, I am" with a grin.

"Okay yeah, I guess I am too". Lol what a man has to have his wife say she got tipsy before he will admit it.

No we are ready to take on New years, though violet is going to have to indulge in sparkling cider rather than champagne. We already had one aunt passed out on christmas. The last thing we need is a baby stumbling around drunk saying "Where am I? What planet are we on?" :0)

one year update

Okay, here it comes! The big one year birthday!!!

I have been planning her big day for.... forever. And now that it is here I don't want it :0( Now don't get me wrong, I am super excited for the present opening, and the guests , and the Jack skelington (you know how we do) cake. I'm ready for the excitement of her seeing all her new toys, just to realize she is more interested in the bows and colorful wrapping paper. But it is also a reminder that my little girl isn't the tiny-inny-baby any more. Now she is a walking, chomping, babbling toddler, who is on a mission to get into every cupboard, and has her heart set out to destroy every room just as I have finished cleaning it.

No more simple items like a plastic spoon to keep her busy. Her life (at least for now) will be filled with playschool lights, and noises, clapping, and dancing. which reminds me, the girl shakes her booty like no tomorrow. She must get that from me.

It is amazing to see how she tries to consume every little thing into her little memory box of a brain. She points at dog poop with her little finger, and is amazed by it. "Ick" She knows that too. She knows "hot" though it comes out "Ha". Noses make a beep sound and lips make a kiss sound. That is my favorite thing she has learned to do. Not quite mastered, as you will receive an open mouth drool slobber kiss, but it is cuter than a baby purple unicorn fart. Which I am assuming is cute. I love how she clings to daddy when he goes to work, waves good by and blows kisses to him as he leaves. I know she wants him at home as much as I do.

I hope that Violet enjoyed her first year of life, as much as I enjoyed it. I'm pretty sure she did, considering that most of it involved all attention being on her. I sense more Independence showing from her personality even more than when she was a newbie and we would try to put her in a walker, or a jumper. She would scream as if saying "I DON'T LIKE CONFINING SPACES!" Now she is running to Gee-Gees house when she gets mad. I hope she isn't planning her escape from me all ready. Well, honestly she can plan but, nope, it ain't going to happen. LOL.

So yeah, that's it for know. Wish me luck on this next year with my head strong little Violet Rayne. I'm sure I'm going to need it!

and

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIOLET!!!