Saturday, January 2, 2010

18 months

On the 23rd of December, Julia turned 1.5. Of course, we celebrated with a half birthday cake.

But not just any half birthday cake. This entire cake was made from scratch. I had forgotten to buy cake supplies on the last store run, and with the snow coming down and the roads being open ice rinks, I did not want to venture out. So, I chose to bake the whole ding-dong cake from the supplies I had on hand.

It was a spice cake. And the icing was also from scratch and DELICIOUS. I may never buy icing again, I say. Don't worry, Evan's half birthday is this month, and I plan on making his cake from scratch too. I'll document it in my other blog. :)

Anyway, Julia had a lovely half birthday, especially since her Nina was still here to celebrate with her.
Evan was on fire patrol. He is all business when it comes to any sort of fire duty.

We called Papa, who was watching Ethan while Kyle and Matt had their annual Christmas Eve Eve (CEE) celebration (which was the first one Evan and I had missed in 7 years...so sad). We asked them to sing with us while using the fabulously fabulous Skype. (Look at Ebeth patiently waiting for them to call.)


This is Julia's face anytime that we are Skyping someone. She rudely stares. But, she totally loves using it. She cries when we "hang up" with them.

Look at her being all coy as we sing "Happy Half-Birthday" to her.


Here's Papa and Ethan at home in Pekin!



Being 18 months and all, Julia was due for a well baby check up. Now, I don't know if you're aware of this or not, but Julia? Not a fan of the whole "doctor" thing. She usually cries the minute the nurses start coming at her with the measuring tools. I don't totally blame her, though. I mean, the girl is freaking at the doctor's office for illnesses, diseases, owies and breaks constantly.

However, this time, Julia did a great job! She was nice to the nurses and the doctors. She drew pictures on the paper that's on the patient bed-thingy. She didn't cry (until she got her immunizations, but even then, the crying was brief). I was very proud of her.

She weighs 31lbs. and 4oz. (which may or may not be off the charts)

And she's 33 inches long. (Which was somewhere in the mid-high 90s percentilage wise)

She's happy and healthy and that's all we could ask for.

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