Presents

Without a doubt, Sydney's favorite thing about her birthday has been the cards. The prospect of a colorful new sheet of something that she can chew on is almost too much too bear. She has at times appreciated her other gifts though, such as this table that she can cruise around and which seems to sing the alphabet in spanish unusually loud.

An Entire Year

An entire year has passed, so fast that it seems like a blink of an eye. Through sleepless nights and cuddling mornings we have watched our tiny one grow and grow. She needed a lot, but she gave back so much more. She watched us grow as well, from disheveled and worried into two people that at least appear to know what they're doing. In one year I can't count the diapers we've changed, the books we've read, the bottles we've made, the pacifiers that fell on the ground, the times we've cleaned the carpet or the trips to the pediatrician...but I can count 365 days of a permanent smile on my face. Happy Birthday little one.

For her birthday, Sydney has also taken up reading the paper as required by the Priddy side of the family.

Mother's Day

Hope all the mother's out there have a wonderful weekend and get all the praise and pampering they deserve!

Popsicle!

Such a beautiful day outside called for banana apple juice popsicles, frozen on Mickey Mouse popsicle sticks no less. As we realized I'm usually behind the camera, Maggie made it a point to grab a couple of us enjoying the relaxing afternoon. Watching her eat anything cold is hilarious because she likes the cold on her mouth but hates it because it's so cold...and then she shivers every couple of minutes which is just adorable.

First Kiss

It started innocently enough. Jacob and Sydney both eyeing the bench telling us that they just wanted to swing. It looked liked so much fun. So we set them down and pushed them off, each sneaking peeks coyly at one another. And then, there it was, without any notice...Sydney's first kiss. I couldn't have been happier with her choice of Jacob as he's a handsome boy with a good head on his shoulders, but I of course told Marc that if his son ever touched my daughter again we'd have a talk :) She babbled on and on as we drove home from the party, presumably letting mom in on all the gossip until finally she drifted off, dreaming of that sunny day on the swing.