where oh where did my baby go??

My baby is ONE.

She was not particularly interested in eating the cupcake.

But, wow! She LOVED the singing of "Happy Birthday". What a ham. We even sang it twice while she laughed and clapped excitedly.

Family picture.

A picture the day after her party with all her wonderful presents. What's this? Clothes that AREN'T hand-me-downs??? And she loves her ride along pooh toy and a bear that plays peek a boo. The purple Leap Frog dog is ADORABLE--you plug it into the computer and choose your child's name and songs. So this puppy says, "I love you, Sadie." And it sings the "Sadie" song..."S-A-D-I-E!!" It's sooooooo cute!

POTD

Okay, so I haven't quite been part of the Picture of the Day every day of the year (all those 365-ers out there!!) But if I was doing one a day, this one is hilarious, at least for me.

Here is a picture of my odometer on Tuesday. The long running joke for a few years was that once I hit 70,000 miles, I would get a new vehicle. I was really mad I didn't have my camera when I hit 70,000 exactly. Apparently back then (okay we are talking like 2007), either Mike thought I would never get to 70,000, or he underestimated how long it would take. Well, as we got closer to the 70,000 he changed the number I had to reach to get a new car. First 100,000 now it's 270,000. Haha. While I have my new car all picked out (in my dreams!),

our lovely beat up minivan will do for now.

Mike says I should work on getting matching dents (the front and rear are in shambles, too! Pathetic, I know, that this car is only 5 years old!!) And I can almost with 100% certainty tell you if my car had been running when I took that odometer photo, I bet the gas gauge was on "E". Typical me.

Beware

Anyone else find it a problem that I can't walk into a room without crunching some cheerios beneath my feet?

Or that there is play-doh stuck to the table and floor? (at least it's easier to vacuum when it hardens)

Or that my laundry to fold and to do pile is as tall as the washing machine?

Or that there are dust balls lurking in almost every corner of the house?

Or that there are moldy pumpkins adorning our porch?

Or that the costumes are looking lovely sprawled all over the kitchen table?

Or the mudroom should be renamed as the dumping grounds?

Or that you can barely walk into the garage? Thank you shout out to: boat, motorcycle, a myriad of bikes, trikes, balls, and scooters.

Sigh. And hosting a birthday party this weekend means cleaning the house all week. Wish I could count on nice weather to have an outside party!!

At least I have a getaway weekend with a few gals soon. How ever will I pack and plan for that with all the cleaning that must be done??