Monday, November 30, 2009

Happy 11 month Birthday!

Um, excuse me. I believe that is a little girl instead of my baby. Little girl, can you please scoot over so I can see my baby?

I can hardly breath typing this. 11 months. 11 months. With so many friends and family members pregnant, I recount the day Carsyn was born often. I remember everything so clearly. I remember the pain, the stress, the lack of sleep, the stitches, the invasion of privacy, the fear, the first cry. Oh my, that first cry. The world stopped. I took a deep breath, looked at Tony and said, that's our baby. The world stopped for that moment and it was just us. After that moment, the Earth started spinning at warp speed and hasn't slowed down. The ride has begun and there is no getting off. That's ok though. You are worth it all. Thank you for being our baby.


wear size 3 diapers and 12 month clothes.

are incredibly happy. Everyone says so.

have the pretties blues eyes, just like your daddy.

rock when it comes to sleeping! from 7 pm until I wake you up after 6 am. I also hear you take a 3 hour nap at daycare.

only gave kisses to daddy this past week when we saw everyone for Thanksgiving. You pretty much think he hung the moon.

are busy, and nosey, and persistent.

eat really really well. I don't think you know the word full.

say Dadda and Momma all the time. I'm actually beginning to believe you can tell us apart.

are an incredibly easy baby. Very content. You play well by yourself AND with others. That's nice.

hate getting your nose wiped or your finger nails trimmed. One day when you want me to pay for a mani/pedi I will remind you of this horror.

sing, clap, raise your hands give praise unto your Maker. When we listen to the Message in the car you like to chime in. It makes me happy.

are getting braver. I see you letting go and almost standing on your own.

walk behind your toy.
can climb the stairs.
can step on top of the bumpers in your crib. They are gone now.

Ok, so you're a little messy. I'll let it slide because you were at Granny's house. But next time Aunt Misty won't be there to pick up your books. You'll learn. I'll teach you.


  1. Tears of joy and pride welled in my eyes reading all the wonderful accomplishments of you, little sweetie, Carsyn, which are poetically published by your Mommy. We all had so much fun watching you play this Thanksgiving weekend with all the kinfolk. Seeing you play with cousin Toby was icing on the cake. I can hardly wait to see you again in a few weeks! Love you, so much!

  2. Crystal, thanks for doing such a great job celebrating Carsyn's monthly birthday. I witnessed most of those accomplishments that you shared and can hardly believe Carsyn is that grown up! Watching is pure joy! Watching you and Tony parent her is a treasured priviledge and pleasure. You are doing a wonderful job. I love you.

  3. Carsyn you are such a pretty little girl. Uncle Jeff said he enjoyed playing with you now that you are an "adult." I told him that you are not just a baby anymore, but you are a little girl. We love you.