Poor Baby!

Yesterday, we went to Furman to let Mills feed the ducks. The kids loves ducks. She was having a great time feeding ducks and just hanging out being cute as seen below.

So, we went to leave and we stopped to play with some sweet doggies. One of them licked Miller right in the face, which she loved. She was crying in the car, but we thought she was just tired but when we got home, the poor baby girl's eye was almost swollen shut. It was pitiful.

I did what any good mom would do-completely freaked out! And then I gave her some Benadryl (which made her drunk and caused her legs to continually fall out from under her as she was toddling full speed, which was hilarious) and the swelling went down. Could she be allergic to dog spit? I guess we are headed back to the allergist. This has not been a good week for eyeballs in this family.

Halloween

I have never blogged out of chronological order before, and it is kind of stressing me out, but I am going to go ahead and cover Halloween and I will have to get back to some other stuff later. I think. At least I plan to. Anyway, Halloween....

We started off on a bad note with Millypants in a crabby mood and mommy waiting at the doctor for an HOUR AND A HALF with flippin' pink eye. Ridiculous. It was 5:45 when that stuipid doctor walked in and said, "I guess you can see that we are running..." At which point I interrupted with, "Yes, you are running AN HOUR AND FIFTEEN MINUTES behind and I am MISSING HALLOWEEN. Now, I have pink eye, let's do this!" I really don't understand why they make four appointments for the SAME time. Call me crazy, but last time I checked, ONE doctor can only see ONE person at a time. But this is all beside the point.

Once I got home and we got Miller to the pizza portion of the evening, our little cheerleader was as happy as could be. Kid loves some pizza.

We did not take her trick-or-treating. She hung out in the driveway and handed out candy and was really stinkin' cute putting one piece of candy into each kid's bag. It was fun times. Due to my stupid eye and the idiot doctor's office, here is our best attempt at a family picture. Thanks to our neighbor, Stephanie who stopped mid trick-or-treat to take pics for us. Unfortunately, we were not very photogenic. Mommy has pink eye, baby has food all over her face (and a hilariously giant belly), and daddy just looks very surprised for some reason.

Oh well. These things never go as planned.

14 Months

For Miller's 14 month photo shoot, we were able to capture a few of her current favorite activities.....

showing her belly

getting in and out of her car

and being generally uncooperative for photo ops.

I know that you probably don't care, but I do, so I am going to list the words that she says right now. They mainly start with "b" for some reason.

ball-her favorite

bow-my favorite

banana "bababa"

bunny "bun"

mama-hardly ever, and pronounced like "mamaMA"

dada- all the stinkin' time

duck

quack

shoe-"shhhhhh"

She also says something resembling yes, which sounds like "sssss." That is all I can think of right now. I am sure Fred will let me know what I forgot!

Right now, Miller loves being outside, hug-attacks (we got a note from her teacher that she is "lovingly aggressive"), eating, and drinking milk. She is mildly obsessed with milk and would prefer to have a cup of milk hanging out of her mouth hands-free at all times. She still only uses a straw cup and won't use a sippy cup. I tried to send it to school and make her teachers deal with trying to make her do it, but they were on to me and asked me not to send it anymore. Oh well. Isn't that what I am paying them for? She can also point to her head, belly, nose, ear, foot, and eyes. She would also love to point out these body parts on anyone else who is willing to let her. She is in a really fun stage right now, and pretty much just hangs out and plays. I think we will keep her.

Baby Girl Finally Took Off

In case you are really enthralled with videos of other people's kids walking....

We thought they day would never come, but about 2 weeks ago Miller FINALLY took off, and she hasn't looked back since. She had been cruising forever, then moved on to taking 2 and 3 steps at a time. She was sooo careful. Her teacher told us one day that she walked across the room at school and she thought it was going to take forever. So, we told her that all the cool babies were walking and then she was like, "Oh, ok." Now she is all over the place. She doesn't want us to hold her hand and do not dare try to confine her to a grocery cart.

Boo!

That's Just How Miller Rolls....

Topless and in the cabinet. Word.

Miller's Birthday Party

Millsy wanted to have her birthday party at the pool, so that is what we did. She also requested a pink and orange color scheme and a ridiculous hair bow/bathing suit combo. And that is just what she got.

The guest of honor was about 45 minutes late to the party, because she refused to wake up. Which is crazy, because this kid never sleeps. She also never made it into the pool, but she didn't seem to mind.

We were certain that Miller would dig into her cake face first, because she is basically a huge pig. But, she actually got all prissy for the birthday paparazzi and barely touched the cake. She preferred to snack on a Whole Foods brand cereal bar instead. Go figure.

Her beach ball cake and bathing suit cupcakes were crafted by the fabulous Kelly Burgette, Kindergarten teacher and cake decorator extraordinaire. I am pretty sure I have to give her our second child as payment for all the time she spent (on the first week back to school, no less) working on Miller's birthday.

Here are some party pics for your enjoyment:

yumminess. ps-maybe chocolate covered everything was a poor choice on a 90 degree day.

when it is your party, you can get away with stuff like putting your feet on the table.

since miller wasn't really into the cake, her cousins got in on the action.

cutest cake ever. thanks, kelly b.

cupcakes.

A good time was had by all. Miller ended the day by peeing on her Memama (stupid swim diapers) and opening gifts at home in her diaper, surrounding by screaming cousins, redneck-style.