One point five

My "baby" is 18 months old! I put baby in quotes because she is truly a toddler in every sense of the word, though of course she will ALWAYS be my baby. We celebrated by having pizza (her favorite) for dinner. That was followed up by my attempt to have a little "party" (just the 3 of us). I bought her a Hello Kitty party hat and a floral garland, both of which she wanted nothing to do with. Oh, well. I did manage to get one picture of her wearing the little fluffy tiara from her first birthday. She did like the cupcake I got her, though it was extremely messy. I gave in to her Dora obsession and bought a Dora cupcake (ok, 3 Dora cupcakes...Jeff and I weren't going to miss out!) and Dora's hair was made with black frosting (heaven knows how they concoct that). Needless to say, in the hands of an 18-month-old, it was a bit of a disaster. It looked like Lucy got attached by a giant squid! She lost interest in the cupcake fairly quickly, though I can tell that, like me, she much prefers the frosting to the cake!

Here are some photos of the "big event":

Dora's face on a cupcake, cut into quarters

Mad? Mean? Or just messy?

Just messy! (A bath quickly ensued.)

I also thought this would be a fun time to post a bit of a Lucy "restrospective." So, here are photos of her first 18 months of life...one photo every three months:

Newborn

3 months

6 months

9 months

12 months

15 months

18 months!