D to the M to the B

Darby rockin her hip hop DMB onesie (from Auntie Steffie of course) whilst jammin to some Dave tunes. I think she likes DMB almost as much as she hearts her one true love Jack Johnson. Am I setting her up for teen angst and heartache by teaching her to love boys with guitars? Hmmm...

Her dancing usually includes some attempts at singing

Post dance party pics

Yessssss!

Excuse me while I walk down memory lane and remember the good times spent with my Daddy and G-Ma cheering on this dang emotional roller coaster of a team.
**Insert warm fuzzy feelings of nostalgia and childhood happiness**






Welcome back Junior. See you opening day!!!!!!!!! (I hope....!!!)

Darby Hearts the Aquarium

Another open house Sunday = another fun family outing! To pass the open house hours we decided to visit the ever exciting Seattle Aquarium...since we were just too cold to brave the Woodland Park Zoo (I know, we're wimps, what can we say? Embarrassed to be called true Washingtonians)

Darby sees the fish!

Sportin the alma mater duds




Best. Picture. Ever.

Dome o' Fishies



All in all it was a success. Darby was lovin it at first, but then after awhile of the inevitable 'stroller wars' and such at places like this, she was ready to go have some mac n' cheese at Red Robin. Here here!

We Have A Winner! (And other growing-up stories)

Darby has long been the 'Bottle Diva' and has been rockin her Avent's since birth. The transition to sippy cups has been, well, not so much fun. She was having none of it! I tried sippy cups with handles, no handles, no-spill, spill everywhere, small, big...ANYTHING to get this baby to drink out of something other than her precious bottle! I was losing my new-mama mind when I was saved! Low and behold the Nuby!

I was desperate and took my angst to the internet. Other moms of 'sippy cup haters' tipped me off to this little cup o' wonder. Now, it is sort of a glorified bottle, mind you. It has a straw that baby has to suck to get the liquid out, but hey, it got her drinking her milk without the usual fighting/screaming/clawing mommy's eyes out fiasco! So I'll take it! Thank you Nuby, for your genius invention.

Proof Positive



Also wanted to post the classic 'First Spaghetti Photos' Yummmm!



To top it off, as if she hasn't grown up enough already, we have officially retired the Ducky Bath Tub.


How is it possible that she is a little person now, and not a smooshy, wiggly, wrinkly baby?! Oy vey....*sigh*

On a lighter note...

It's getting good!! Is it sad I can't wait for Wednesdays?! And Thursdays, too. Is it possible I watch too much tv?? Hmmmm.

Darby Hits the Big 1

1 yr olds know how to party! Saturday was the little shin dig to celebrate the all important birth of the Darbster! Let me tell you, she really scored on the loot. I thought she had a lot of toys before her party....now our house is like toy land or something. Thanks everyone for coming and celebrating with us!
Some of the party people


Checkin out some presents

Darby's new BFF...the giant smiley face balloon!

The classic 'noisiest toy' of all time. Yay! Thanks Grandpa and Grandma.... :)

Diving into the presents




Cupcake time!





More toy fun (for everyone)


Thanks everyone! Darby had a fabulous 1st birthday :)

Now for some throwbacks (not that this post isn't long enough already....)
Back in February 2008 we were waiting and waiting (and waiting....) and I kept getting bigger and bigger (and bigger....here is proof)

The due date came and went...until Feb 5th at 3am contractions started. A quick drive to Providence at 8am. Get told to walk around. Walk for a couple hours. Get a room. Get an epidural (wooo!!) Feel great for a long time. Make the whole family wait for HOURS! Start pushing around 10pm. After almost 4 hours Darby is totally stuck, face-up, and just chillin! Mister Doctor gives me the choice to A)go have a c-section, or B)use forceps and get little Darby movin! We chose option B, and on February 6th at 2:07am Darby arrives! 9 pounds 3.6 ounces of happy little baby girl. Some fun things happen which required Darby to move to pediatrics and wear an annoying little antibiotic boot for a few days...but then on Saturday morning we got to go home!
Was she ever this small?! Thanks for being born little Darby! We love you :)








We love you Darby Lee...keep growing up strong and healthy! I know the next year will be even better than the first :)