11 months!

I LOVE MY BEARRRRRRRRRRR
Bear, i think its really swell that you care so much about me to show up once a month and celebrate my birthday. its really special.
so how old am i anyway? man thats a lot of months.
screw this sign, give me a kiss mister! mmmmmmmmmmm tank you!
best day ever!!!!!!!!!!!! (followed by worst day ever, as photo shoot was cut short due to birthday girl falling off ottoman and landing on her head...insert many teardrops)

my little baby bear is a huge baby bear in all actuality. i cant believe next month she will be a YEAR OLD. HOLY CRAP. AM I OLD ENOUGH TO BE A MOTHER TO A 1 YEAR OLD CHILD? NO, I AM NOT. THAT IS THE ANSWER. IM NOT. BUT ALAS, I GUESS I AM. ok im calm. alright so this kid has two teeth still, but 4 on the horizon. she crawls all over the place, plays with all her toys, but is in love with her ladybug pillows, especially the pillowPET vs the pillowCHUM (the cheaper cousin to the PET - she already knows quality). she high fives, eats lasagna, pasta, pizza (made on a wheat mini sandwich thin thank you), and basically has the worst food jealousy of all time. if she sees me eating in particular, she goes crazy, she prob is like dang ma, you dont need that, dangggggggggggg. you know? anywho, what else, she waves, plays, and is generally the cutest human being alive. we love her and her big feet and her fat cheeks and chunky thighs and giant eyeballs. everything about her is just loveable. my boo. jfklaj;fkdsl;fda.