Our mini-Millie is One!

Millie turned one last week! Yeah! We made it, maybe sleep will soon be drifting into our radar (hey, I can hope!). Millie is our little 16-pounder (she has fallen off the charts). Still pretty easy to carry around. She is ridonculously adorable as you can see, but has recently developed a scream that knocks her cute-factor down a few points. Seriously, this is the kind of scream that you expect to find broken glass laying around when you slip back into consciousness.
Millie started crawling a few weeks ago and then promptly decided she wanted more so she began pulling herself to standing. I am proud of her...except when she does it in the middle of the night and she will not ly herself back down. (Then I awake to the scream of a thousand banshees that is simply Millie trying to say "Help, I have stood up and I won't ly back down until you nurse me").
For Millie's party we hosted a Brazilian dinner at Ryan's grandparents house. Thank you Ryan for giving in to your wife's demands, a girl needs a coxinha every now and again. I was so good at delegating tasks for the party that I found myself with very little to do Saturday. We even went out and got Ryan a suit. Millie's birthday outfit is courtesy of Auntie Staci.
To kill two birds with one stone we had an Easter egg hunt while we were at it.
Happy Birthday to Millie!