Merry Christmas to you!

I am sorry to say that you will not each be getting one of these in your mail box. I waited so late to do a Christmas card (despite the best intentions) that I did not even have a Christmas card list until after I ordered them...that was when I realized my list was twice as long as the number of cards I ordered! So please enjoy the digital version. Next year I will be more organized! (Famous last words...)

Oh and in case you cannot read the word under the sleeping picture of my little angel is "PEACE".

Our First Santa Photos

So they tell you to back your children into Santa so they do not get scared...opps I forgot. And I should have known better because he was scared of Dr. Sinrod at Chappell's party. Here goes try numero uno:
And all the cute little noises and funny faces in the world could not help:

Oh, I know let's add Pollard to the mix! Riley and Pollard were so excited to see each other, and Pollard had smiled in his solo photo with Santa...this is certain to work:

I guess I was wrong again.

Oh we have calmed down...maybe we can get a smile:

Calmer....

And now my hopes of a smiling Santa picture are shot!

If Riley won't smile with Santa, maybe he will smile with mini Santa, his friend Jake:

Nope...they were both done with the photo session. I think we can kiss Riley's modeling career goodbye!

Adulthood gets me again!

I know by this time in my life I should have completely accepted that I am an adult...and I guess I have accepted it, but even with acceptance I am always coming to the realization that I am not good at it! The responsibilities are endless! I know some of you reading this are saying, "duh". And my Mom if she read the blog would be laughing and saying I told you so. But I want to know if I am ever going to be a real adult...one that always remembers to pack lunches the night before, perhaps even a family dinner, or one that has her Christmas shopping done when Christmas is a weak away? You may ask what got me started...the Christmas card! Every single card that I get in my mailbox is a reminder that I am always playing catch up. I really had this beautiful idea that when school was behind me and my little angel was sleeping through the night that is when I would really be in charge! Ha...shows what I know!!

Birthday Party

Sorry it has taken so long...and I still don't have time to write much...or even put my slide show in the proper order..but below is a slide show of pictures that I have collected from Rileys party. You will note that he has quite the collection of handsome baby friends. I swear I will come back and update who and what at a later date, but for now enjoy some pics.

Cake

Every picture I have ever seen of a baby on their first birthday involves the childs hands and face covered in cake and icing. I had wondered if Riley would make a huge mess and be in desperate need of a bath after his cake. I thought, "perhaps we should take his clothes off so he can only smear icing on himself and his diaper?" Then I thought to myself about how hard it is to get this child to eat anything. I figured it could go either way, and I was hoping for the messy route.

To prepare I called up Icing Illusions and had them create the perfect birthday cake...a baby elephant. We decided she couldn't do fondant because Riley would not be able to dig in to his cake. It turned out pretty cute (not as cute as I had hoped) but buttercream is just not meant for molding stuffed animals.

As you can see from the pictures below Riley was anything but interested in the cake. I even wrestled him to get a little bit of icing in his mouth, thinking if he tasted it he would change his tune...not so much. The only thing that action resulted in is a picture where I look almost abusive!

Roll Tide

I will post more on Riley's Birthday Party later, but I wanted you to know that it was a wild one...evidence below: Before you call DHR, I promise no babies actually consumed beer. First picture we have Dana and Pollard...Lindsey you see what happens when you aren't there to supervise playdates at my house? (Pollard will be celebrating his first birthday next month) Then below we have Jake with his Dad, Jason, and Michael with his Dad, Lee. Jake and Michael were both born in April, and they both dressed up to support the Crimson Tide! I had no idea babies thought beer bottles were good for teething?

Dear Google Reader

How I love thee! I get to catch up with all my blogs so quickly. It is fantastic. I just have one complaint: Why can't we leave comments from the reader? I am not sure if it is because my blog has become increasingly boring or not, but people don't really comment anymore and it makes me sad. And I realize I fail to comment on others blogs because I am in reader. Could you fix this?

Attention Starved Blogger, Allison

The other day I posted Riley's birthday party invitation and I realized that people do actually read...overnight I had 4 comments...that is when I realized since people are reading I should take my address and email off the invitation...thanks Holland.