What is she eating?!?!?!?

This is a true, kinda funny, kinda gross story that happened this morning.
We were all in the den enjoying our morning coffee, breakfast, and cartoons. Finley was happily playing with her toys and had pulled them all out of the wicker basket. She then climbed into the basket, plopped down, and was playing away. She is at the age where everything goes straight into her mouth. That is how she explores so we usually keep a very close eye on her. The conversation between B and I went something like this...

B: She's eating something...What is she eating?
Me: I don't know what is it? Man she stinks, this diaper change is yours!
B: She's eating chocolate...
Me: Chocolate! Where did she get chocolate?!?
At this time we both get up to figure out what she has in her mouth and we see it...her diaper is oozing out of the leg and she has poop covering her, her clothes, her toys, the basket, her hand, and her MOUTH! YEP she was not eating chocolate...

Finley is on an antibiotic that causes her to have some really messy diapers plus it turns it a funny reddish brown color. FUN! Needless to say we immediately scooped her up, striped her down, and put her in the bath were we scrubbed everything especially her mouth.

PARRRTYYY!

We celebrated Finley's 1st Birthday on March 19th and she had a great time. All of our family was there...Mimi and Grandad came up from Jacksonville, Papa and G Rock, The Bolen family, Nanny, and many more friends. We set up "Finley's Garden" in the backyard and it turned out just like I had picutred it. Finley didn't really care for the cake but she did have a good time playing with all of her friends. Her are some pictures from her party...

Happy 1st Birthday Finley

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Take me out the the BALL GAME!

11 and in HEAVEN!!!

Picutres curtesy of {Micah} Leigh Photography

Happy 11 months Finley! I can't believe that you are only a month away from being 1 year young! You are growing and learning so fast that its hard to keep up with everything. You are and absolute ball of fun, joy, and energy. You don't stop moving all day long (which is probably why you are so tiny). You love to play on the floor with all of your toys and explore every cabinet, drawer, and room of the house. The day begins for you around 7 or 7:30 when you wake up. You eat three meals a day...Breakfast is usually oatmeal, yogurt, juice, and sometimes toast, lunch is either baby food or grilled cheese, banana, berries, turkey and dinner is baby food or whatever daddy and I are eating that night. You love to eat big people food and are slowly stating to turn away baby food.
What you are doing now:
*talking A LOT-you say Mama, Dada, baby, ball, bath, Ta ta (Tucker), Papa, GAMECOCK (yeas Gamecock!), doggie, kitty cat, and juice.
*We have started baby sign language with you and you can sign please, more, all done, daddy, and we are working on juice, mamma. You love the song head and shoulder and like to point out your head.

*You wake up around 7:00 and take two naps...one around 9 and one around 2. You have started waking up during the night and want to come into the bed and snuggle with us...I don't get much sleep when you do this but I secretly love it...I will get my sleep when you are a teenager, don't want anything to do with your parents, and sleep til noon (who am I kidding...you will keep me awake at night for different reasons by then!)

*You are such a lover, little snuggler, and sweet baby. I love this about you and how you love to be close to us, hug, and kiss us.

*You like to do the "You're Safe!" and "Touch Down" signs

*You are a pro walker now and you will walk from one end of the den to the other and think you are HOT STUFF! Ha! You can squat down and pick something off of the floor and have been doing that for a while.*Finley, you are an absolute joy in our lives! You are full of personality and everyone that meets you instantly adores you. Mommy and Daddy love you so much and have loved watching you grow...now please slow down! Ha!

Enough said

Happy Valentines Day!

Love, The Buschers