It's my birthday!

So, I am now one-year old! I’ve seen lots of blogs that talk about everything the baby can say. Well, I thought it would be easier to tell you all what I cannot say… ANYTHING. That’s right. I don’t say anything. When I’m damn ready and willing, I’ll say something. Until then, back off.

Walking, I don’t walk. I cruise. I crawl. I climb. I don’t walk.

Signing, I don’t sign. The Cuddler bough the DVD and I have watched it one time. I know nothing.

Teeth-8. 4 top. 4 bottom.

I am, however, still a rock star and here are the top 10 reasons...
10. I can ring a cowbell like a rock star.
9. I am an existing patient with pediatric neurosurgeon, pediatric ophthalmologist, an asthma and allergy specialist, and an ear nose and throat doctor.
8. I can develop a disease that mostly Asian kids get. And as Mrs. Ashley kept pointing out while I was in the hospital, I’m not even Asian!
7. One of my pupils is bigger than the other.
6. I have already been to swimming lessons and can go underwater and bob back up all while smiling.
5. I love to drive.
4. My head is bigger than your head.
3. My dog will bite you if you approach me.
2. I eat sand.

and. last. but. not. least...

1. I am THE PLUM and I rock.

I enjoyed a little birthday breakfast at the Cracker Barrel this morning...



me being nosey...



On a downer of a note, the Cuddler did not bring cupcakes to my big boy class at daycare. She claims she didn't know that you could do that. I've got my doubts. She is trying to save face with teacher by bringing them next.

what a difference a year can make...



Love, the Birthday Boy

Birthday Eve.

To my dearest Plum the day before your first birthday:

Sometimes at night when you let me rock you to sleep, my heart skips a beat. There is no better feeling than your heavy head resting against my heart. You don't mind that I can't sing. I sing the same couple of verses from David Allen Coe, Tanya Tucker, and Amazing Grace. I make up the words when I can't remember the real words.

I have explained to your father that if a tornado hits our house, he better hope he doesn't survive without you. I truly believe that God means for he and I to spend our lives together and without him, I would be a fraction of myself, but the sun would rise as would I, to care for you and support you. I have seen another do it. I would have to fulfill my life's purpose to be everything God intended me to be for you. However, without you, the world would stop turning, my brain would cease to function, my heart would break. I have seen others persevere but they must be made of stronger stuff.

All at once, I regret bringing you into a world that is filled with hate and greed when you are so pure and I believe that you can change the world. Loving you makes me want to adopt babies that, for whatever reason, don't have someone loving them. I can't imagine not loving you.

Don't think that this love means that I'm going to let you run all over me. I see that twinkle in your eye. I already have a wooden spoon picked out to threaten you with.

I love you to the moon and back.

The Cuddler

Big Boy Class

I started the big boy class at daycare today. Lots of changes in there. No bottles, no baby food, and you have to wear shoes and lay down from 12-2 on a cot. I did great other than that cot requirement.

A big kid took my toy and I snatched it right back, Miss Aly says I'm going to be just fine. I ate all of my food and I used my sippy cup. The teacher tried to hold me during outside play time since I'm the only one that can't walk, but I got down, crawled to the fence, and tried to climb the fence.

I like a nap around 9:00 in the morning which is a long way from 12:00. My lack of morning nap and the fact that I only slept for one hour at nap time, left for a very tired Plum.

On Wednesday night one year ago, the Cuddler had eaten her potato soup from McAlister's as her lite meal and was anxiously trying to go to sleep. It was almost time to meet me. What a difference one year can make.

Love, a big boy

Bulldogs and friends!

What a weekend! It was filled with friends, family and football! We visited our friends the Krakers in Starkville and tailgated before the football game. I got to visit with the Cuddler's cousin, Leslie...



with my future roommate, Nathan, and his daddy, Brian.



We also ran into Emmy, Christopher, John Martin and Linds at the tailgate. Sorry for the loss Christopher, but better you than us! Go STATE!



I bathed with Anni. I'm sure this will come back to haunt us one day.



Anni and I found trouble.



And Julian took Anni and I for a ride on his tractor.




I need me one of these. Maybe one of you is going to get me one for my birthday on Friday? No? ok.

I'm going to bed.

Love, Plum

beach part II

givin the Cuddler stank eye over sunscren application...



just takin in the beach...







red neckin it up because I could...



lovin my Non at Mikee's, the best place on earth for royal reds!



angry because I heard that we were leaving



this beautiful place



I'm still tryin to get over it, but I'm going to visit Julian and Anni and see the Bulldogs play so I'm moving on.

Love, a mobile little Plum

who says...

that I don't have any hair?



Here I am in the Cuddler's favorite P.J.s, she also loves this face too.



There will be more on the beach later.

Love, a soft and cuddley Plum

beach part I

I got to go to the beach. I had a great time. We stayed right on the beach so I got to go out in my P.J.s first thing in the morning...



My PawPaw made special treats for the sea gulls. They would squawk then I would squawk. It was all fun and games until one pooed on my Nonnie's head. She did not think it was funny at all...



Do y'all know how delicious sand is? I could eat it all day...









After all of this sand, my PawPaw took me back to the house so I could clean up.



He hates the sand so it was no great sacrifice for him to take me in.

Love, a gritty little Plum