Definitely not a good girl

No not Moo Moo, me. And only with respect to blogging. As always, lots has happened since I last signed in and posted. Most notably Moo Moo turned 1. I'm extremely greatful for all the well wishes we received for both our birthdays (me Aug 10, her Aug 11) and all the people that braved the heat to come and jam up in our living room for her party. To the Atlanta massive, nuff love... the auto cross the next day was very enjoyable even though I did get my teeth kick out. Fret not, October a beer tings!

Back to July though, my aunt and cousin came from London to visit and we had to go on vacation to Orlando by ourselves because they cancelled J's leave. That was very frustrating because this was our third honeymoon and since January we've all been planning on going together. My aunt had to talk all the way to and from Orlando, just so that I wouldn't fall asleep behind the wheel. I am definitely not a long-distance driver.

Moo Moo is officially a big little girl. She's been off baby bottles since August 6 when she moved up to the one year old room at day care. Now we've largely abandoned her onesies and she goes to class in shirts and shorts, skirts or pants. I'm happy because now I can also do her hair and put in clips (they were a choking hazard in the baby room).

Strangely enough I had very weird dreams this past week. I'm thinking it was because J was away at training. I'm just glad he's home now so I can get some sleep! I'd appreciate it though if a Jamaican could tell me what dreaming about windows, photo albums and wondering why someone didn't do something means.

Next up, the family heads to a nearby waterpark courtesy of the company yearly trip.

Ciao.