

Yum. New babies are just yummy. So teensy, dependent, flopsy (yep it's a word), scrunched up, those little legs still in fetal position.
Welcome to the world, two January babies.
Kendyl Rylee, born 2 Jan, shown here with mommy Heather at 18 days old.
And Kelsea Rae, born 16 Jan, shown here with mommy Katie on her Birth Day.
So much fun awaits.
Standing up. Can you believe it?
It was a good mail day. Scrapbook Trends magazine sent my goodie package for my October publications. 2 boxes of Chatterbox ribbon, a Scrapworks album, an SEI album, Paper Loft patterned paper and letter stickers, NRN Designs matchbook albums, and of course 2 copies of the issue I'm in. Thanks!
Hero Arts sent my Honorable Mention prize stamps. Thanks!
Ron and Katie thoroughly surprised me with a little party at Katie and Wally's for dinner! Here I thought we were going over for Pizza Friday, a standard in the Killins Household, and yet I was greeted by balloons, Wally makin' tacos, and news that Sara & Paul, Cathy & Rick (Happy Birthday, Rick!) were all coming as well! So fun! Alla slept all through our dinner and woke just as we were getting ready to leave.
When we arrived home, I found these on our doorstep from Mom and Dad Killins:Thank you, they are beautiful!
And once again, let me remind you that I open my presents as late as possible, so the rest were opened at 11 pm. Let's see...Kona coffee from Hawaii, a beautiful pink sweater, some money honey, and a sentimental card from good ol' Mom, that I truly understood this year being a mama myself.
So thank you all for the birthday goodness. I'm so glad you are all a part of My 30th Year.
I leave you with this bit of goodness - Alla getting a kick out of my balloon. Don't remind me, soon enough it is she who will have a bit of birthday goodness.
My happy girl with her two new teeth actually fell asleep in her highchair in between bites this evening. I had heard of this happening to other people's babies. As in fables and storybooks and such, but had no expectations for this happening in my own real life. After all, this girl is the Eternal Nurser, Ye of Only Falling Asleep With Boob in Mouth. But Alla proves her magnificence once again.
Clicking on photos will make them bigger and more wonderful;)
Some big meanie has gone and stolen the Julius Cruiser. Yes, you read that correctly. My beloved bike: gone. I have no idea how long it's been gone, you see, cause I'd been waiting to ride it til Alla's first birthday when we can get her a bike trailer (shhhhh) and take her with us. So it's likely been gone for awhile. But it's gone.
It feels a little silly to be so upset about a bike. It's just a possession. But it was sentimental. Two years ago Ron and I were done opening our Christmas gifts to each other and then in he walks with this gorgeous red bike for his wife, that he'd kept hidden at the Stahr's for this big surprise. It was the best Christmas gift.
He said to me today, "You were so happy every time you rode that bike." How could I not be? Look how cool it was.
So to the bastard that stole it, you probably didn't think it would take me this long to realize it was gone, or that I'd come to that realization on Christmas Eve-Eve, but I did. And that just sucks, you big fat Meanie.