Easter 2012.

 

Cuteness abounded this year at Easter.

 

 

As some of the cousins were just old enough to start enjoying the festivities.

 

 

Every. Single. One of our eggs was cracked before they were even hidden for the hunt.  But we got them all dyed first!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sylvia was very excited to do the Easter egg hunt.  But as she found plastic eggs with candy in them, she kept discarding the broken real eggs in the grass as she went.  So when the hunt was over, there were still hard boiled eggs all over the yard.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Simon taught the little kids the ropes.  So sweet.

 

 

Cousin hugs are the best.

 

 

 

 

I’m not sure she gets enough love.

 

 

 

 

Sylvie woke us up at 7:00 (I was impressed!) telling us that we had to get up because the Big Bunny was waiting for us in the living room.  We explained that there was no bunny waiting for her in the living room, but maybe a few treats.

 

 

New Easter dresses.

 

 

When Bella got home Sunday night, she had a basket waiting for her too.  I wasn’t sure how much of an Easter she’d get at home.  She was very excited.

 

 

It was a wonderful Easter.  He is risen, and there is no better thing to celebrate.

Fun at the Park.

 

We’ve been spending the majority of our time outside the last couple of weeks.  We’ve been at the park more than we’ve been at home during the day.  That’s how spring should be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

11 Months.

For a little while you had me fooled.

I thought you were going to be my quiet one, maybe slightly calmer than your sister.  Less ornery? 

 

Does that face look less ornery to you?

You had me fooled, but not any more.  You are a bouncy, bubbly, excited, and energetic little Popp with enough chutzpah for two or three little eleven month olds.

And you bring me so much joy, joy, joy.

 

  I think that, right now, what most defines your personality is your sense of humor.  You think almost anything is hilarious.  You have a variety of giggles, chuckles, belly laughs – and you use them all very liberally.  All I have to do is look at you and say your name and you giggle.  You also get so excited at the slightest prompting.  I wish I had a good picture of your excited face, because it is priceless.

 

 

Of course, you’re happy most of the time, but you’ve also got the drama queen gig down pat.  If one of your sisters takes something away from you, or you can’t get your hands on what you want, you crumple into the most pitiful cry I’ve ever seen.  The size of your cry matches the size of your petite little frame and it breaks my heart, even when I know it is completely contrived.  If you get really sad you lay down on the floor with your face down.  It’s pitiful.

 

 

You love to be held, I think in part because as long as I’m holding you, you know you’re safe from your sisters.  You also love to snuggle, which melts this mama’s heart. 

You wave hello and goodbye now and clap for yourself all the time.  Super cute. 

 

Getting an early Easter sugar high from your Aunt Shelly.  Yes.  That is a chocolate moustache.

Your sisters love you.  You’re starting to play with them more and more.  Sometimes you and Sylvia will just go back and forth making each other laugh.  You already have a sister bond, and I love it.

I love watching your little personality develop.  And you have got quite a bit of personality in that little body of yours.  Speaking of which, we weighed you just after you turned 10 months and you were a whopping 15 pounds.  You’re still in 6-12 month clothes, and most people don’t believe me when I tell them you’re almost one.  Your just gonna be itty bitty like your mama.

You babble all the time now, and you’re pretty loud most of the time.  You’ve just started using Mama on purpose when you’re upset and want me, or if you really want to nurse. 

 

You are crawling all over and you are into everything.  You’ve recently started standing on your own, and I don’t think that walking is far off.  (You’re going to look like a little six month old walking around.)  You seem to be a climber, and also a little Houdini.  Keeping you strapped into any kind of high chair is essentially impossible.  I’ve just given in and keep an eagle eye on you while you eat your dinner standing.

We put you in your crib at the beginning of the night, and most nights you get in about three hours in your crib before you come into bed with us (six tops).  Soon we’ll start putting you back to sleep and putting you back in your crib, but I’m in no hurry to give up getting to snuggle you.

 

You are quite the little eater all of a sudden, and you’ll eat anything on my plate.  You’re nursing and eating more, although I don’t think you’ll be weaning yourself anytime soon.  Thank goodness.

 

 

  I love you and your beautiful spirit.

 

Love you, love you, love you,

                   Mama

Project 365 – Week 31

Super cute.  My friend Shea and Sylvie.

 

Sylvie pulling all of the tupperware out of the cabinet.  Classic toddler move.  It kept her busy, so I just ignored it.

 

Then she decided to get into the cabinet.

 

I threw a baby shower for two friends, Kate and Nicole.  (The center two pregnant women.)  I’m just going to count this as my 11 week picture.  Still in normal jeans (not sure how much longer that’s going to last though.).

 

Neither of the girls knows what they are having.  So just for fun I had people vote by eating the cupcake of the appropriate sex.  On girl and one boy according to the votes!

 

Yeah, mostly Sylvia is just loving getting into anything she possible can.  Her favorite?  Unrolling the toilet paper and tearing it into as many little pieces as she can. 

Project 365 – Week 30

A friend of mine gave me a bag of clothes to try on…and Sylvia found them before I put them away.  I didn’t expect dress up to start this early – but she loved it!

 

 

Sylvie and Daddy catching raindrops in their mouths.

 

We met some of our college friends back in Columbia, and took Sylvia to her first Mizzou football game!  She was very excited.

 

M-I-Z!!

 

Sylvie even got to ride the tiger on campus for the first time.  What a little rebel.