1 year birthday and other nonsense

"i'm 24 years old, i'm 24 years old, i'm 24 years old."

"everton is 1 year old, everton is 1 year old, everton is 1 year old."

that's what i have to say to myself after this week.

it's bad enough i have to remind myself every year after my birthday that i am now a year older, but now i have to remind myself that my handsome and sweet baby boy everton is also a year older as well.  but it's gonna freak me out more every year as he gets older rather than how old i'm getting.

i turned 24 years old this week.

i'm still madly in love with my husband and my son everton.

i am still obsessed with THOR, wolverine, and anything MARVEL.  i'm SO FREAKIN pumped for the avengers film.  i'm also obsessed with nail polish and anything about the TITANIC.  and those are my stats.  i won't tell you how much i weigh.  sorryyyyy

as for this poophead's stats, according to his latest doc appointment he's caught up to his weight and height for his age!  he weighs 22.2 lbs and is 29 1/2 in long.  he's right in the 50th percentile.

-he's not walking yet!  but i'm seriously not in a rush for that to happen.  he has taken 2 steps though.  so close!

-he just grew in his bottom front molars

 since we already partied it up last week, our birthday weekend consisted of everton watching me shop with the birthday money i received, i'm an awesome mom i know.  (everyone, go to the city creek mall in slc!  it's amazing!  i think i've gone there every week this month.)  on the day of my birthday i requested to go to joe's crab shack to do some gorging on crab legs.  this is the only photographic evidence taken from my birthday day.

turns out when it's your birthday they make you dress up and yell something absurd as they sing happy birthday to you.  thanks dad for telling them it was my birthday.  thanks oh so much.

my life since giving birth has changed dramatically.  i can't believe it's been a year and how big my everton has gotten.  even though i'm a stay at home mom i have had to make a few sacrifices in becoming a parent.  but those sacrifices are so minor compared to the enormous joy and the love i feel for my baby.  i'm amazed at how much his personality has come through.  he has this beautiful look of concentration on his face as he examines a random object and pokes at every side of it.  he'll take one of our phones and try to place it on the side of his head where he thinks his ears are, when his ears are clearly a few inches farther down.  it's hilarious.  this kid and his faces and his face plants crack me up.  i still freak out everyday thinking how crazy it is that i have a baby and that a part of me is a part of him.  shoo i still freak out thinking how crazy it is that i'm married! life is just shooting by and it needs to slow the freak down.

my parents just left us on friday after being with us for a WHOLE month.  everton and i are a little depressed to see them go (brett not so much), yet it's nice to have the house back to ourselves.  and i've seriously gotten fat while my parents were here.  darn my mom and her huge portion meals 3 times a day.  now i can go back to not eating till 1 in the afternoon and brett and i playing the "idk what do you want for dinner" game when he gets home.  sighhhhhhh i miss my parents already.

good luck to my dad as he drives back east with 5 filipinos and a dog in one van.