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A Non-Milestone

On Saturday Bug got the opportunity to finally meet Auntie Kristin and Uncle Jason!  They were in San Diego for a roller derby tournament so we thought this would be one of our few opportunities to introduce Bug.  We had a happy little Bug that day.  She slept the entire car ride to San Diego, woke up and was all smiles for her Auntie K and Uncle J!  It's as though she's known them forever.  She didn't even have one of her shy moments.

Heading for a walk.

Snacking on some bananas.










Hanging out with Auntie K, listening to music and dancing a bit...on the bed.


Checking out Auntie K's roller skates.








After seeing Auntie K and Uncle J, we visited my grandparents for a bit of quality time before we headed home.





I'm going to go out on a limb and say that my daughter could possibly be crushing my grandpa's limbs. :/

We headed home in the late afternoon and Bug slept the entire way home!  Boy were we excited.  The trip, each way, was 2.5 hours!  Woohoo!  We stopped for some grub near home and Bug was in a fabulous mood!  During dinner, she kept turning to us, making this cute little face!







That's right- chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, and banana...all over her face.




Before Mommy and Daddy had to leave for a wedding on Sunday, we had a few hours of family time.

I realize this shouldn't be a milestone, but for a Starbucks addict like me, it is.  Bug and her first ever Starbucks drink- coffee with milk, minus the coffee.  :P  Okay, fine.  So it's a non-milestone. :)
 

Bagels- yum!  Dad- everything bagel with cream cheese.  Mom- everything bagel with butter.  Bug- plain bagel with cream cheese.

Taking a stroll around Starbucks, stopping at every table to greet everyone.  Maybe she can get a job as their greeter. :)


It was another busy, but fun weekend.  This weekend we have some time to chill out and take it easy, with no commitments...yet.

Best things about Bug turning a year old:

1-No more formula!  No more formula = no more bottles = more space in the diaper bag = lighter diaper bag!  Mommy is slowly working her way back to having an actual purse!

2-No more packing a bag of Bug appropriate food!  She can eat what we eat!  Yahoo!  While in San Diego with Auntie K, Bug had her first helping of pulled BBQ chicken!  She loved it.  Then we had BBQ again for dinner that night.

3- No more bottles!  Now that Bug is using a regular cup (and sometimes a sippy cup when we're out), we no longer have to pack a ton of bottles.  (Refer back to the excitement in #1)

Turning a year old has lightened our preparation load a ton.  I knew we'd start seeing the perks of Bug getting older soon enough.  :)

God Bless,
Kat

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