Zay Zay loves to show his sister how to do things. "Do like this Lizey" he says all the time. (He has been calling her Lize-y lately. For a while it was E-yi-za, now it's Lize-y). He was really excited to show her how to open her birthday presents. He was also disappointed that it wasn't
his birthday. She mostly wasn't interested in ripping the paper off, which was good, because we couldn't keep him away from it. She had fun watching and trying to eat the wrapping paper after it came off.
Here's Zay on his way to find another present to "show Lizey how open." Eliza's playing with her new puzzle while Grandma Atkinson looks on. (yes, all of her presents were wrapped in Christmas paper--it was all I had). Kitty also got four new sippy cups, some forks, and two books: The Lion and the Mouse, which was the Caldecott award winner for the year she was born, and Are You My Mother, which is one of my favorites.
Here she is in her new outfit from G&GA. I love her in striped pants; it's a style you can only wear for a few short years of your life so I am taking advantage of it as much as I can. She'll thank me later I'm sure.
Here's a cute one of Eliza with daddy glowing in the background.
We'd just had cupcakes a few days ago for another cousin's birthday, so we decided to do cheesecake (for the grownups, the kids still got cupcakes). It was fun to have the whole extended family there.
Grandpa tried to get Kitty to eat some of her cupcake. Then mom tried. Then dad. None of us had much success. Which I'm not disappointed about. My side of the family doesn't have great genes, so it's just as well they don't develop a taste for sweets too early.
What Liza lacks in cupcake enthusiasm, Zay makes up for--and then some.
Zay has started this thing lately where he likes to eat with just his face--no silverware, no hands, just face. This morning he dropped part of a cheese stick on the floor and when Jerel asked him to pick it up, he leaned all the way over and picked it up with his mouth. It reminds me of my brother, who used to pick up everything with his feet. You'd say "Can you hand me the remote?" and he'd pick it up with his toes and give it to you. (Of course then you didn't want it anymore). Anyway, I think it's safe to say that Zay enjoyed Liza's birthday more than she did, but that's okay. First birthdays are not for the birthday kid anyway.
Zay Zay loves to show his sister how to do things. "Do like this Lizey" he says all the time. (He has been calling her Lize-y lately. For a while it was E-yi-za, now it's Lize-y). He was really excited to show her how to open her birthday presents. He was also disappointed that it wasn't his birthday. She mostly wasn't interested in ripping the paper off, which was good, because we couldn't keep him away from it. She had fun watching and trying to eat the wrapping paper after it came off.
Here's Zay on his way to find another present to "show Lizey how open." Eliza's playing with her new puzzle while Grandma Atkinson looks on. (yes, all of her presents were wrapped in Christmas paper--it was all I had). Kitty also got four new sippy cups, some forks, and two books: The Lion and the Mouse, which was the Caldecott award winner for the year she was born, and Are You My Mother, which is one of my favorites.
Here she is in her new outfit from G&GA. I love her in striped pants; it's a style you can only wear for a few short years of your life so I am taking advantage of it as much as I can. She'll thank me later I'm sure.
Here's a cute one of Eliza with daddy glowing in the background.
We'd just had cupcakes a few days ago for another cousin's birthday, so we decided to do cheesecake (for the grownups, the kids still got cupcakes). It was fun to have the whole extended family there.
Grandpa tried to get Kitty to eat some of her cupcake. Then mom tried. Then dad. None of us had much success. Which I'm not disappointed about. My side of the family doesn't have great genes, so it's just as well they don't develop a taste for sweets too early.
What Liza lacks in cupcake enthusiasm, Zay makes up for--and then some. 
Zay has started this thing lately where he likes to eat with just his face--no silverware, no hands, just face. This morning he dropped part of a cheese stick on the floor and when Jerel asked him to pick it up, he leaned all the way over and picked it up with his mouth. It reminds me of my brother, who used to pick up everything with his feet. You'd say "Can you hand me the remote?" and he'd pick it up with his toes and give it to you. (Of course then you didn't want it anymore). Anyway, I think it's safe to say that Zay enjoyed Liza's birthday more than she did, but that's okay. First birthdays are not for the birthday kid anyway.
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