Smallish update . . .

Phoebe is 11 months old today. Only one more month to go until her big birthday. I am still in denial that she is going to be one soon. Her party decorations came in the mail today and it made me sad. I can feel her first tooth poking through today. I can't quite see it but I can feel it and it is pretty sharp. At this age Dallas had 8 teeth and this is her first. They are so amazingly different. I hope this tooth will be the explanation as to why she has been super clingy and cranky. I have been calling her my cling on lately because she just won't let me put her down and when I do she cries at my legs. It is pretty pitiful. She took 5 steps the other day and is slowly practicing more and more.

Standing up all by herself. She really likes to put things on her head.She can climb onto this airplane all by herself. If I am not careful she will try to stand on it too.

Dallas' party is one week from tomorrow. I can't wait because he is so excited already. Everyday he asks to go to his party. I don't think he really understands what his party is going to be but he knows we will have cake and he is ready for that. We spent some time with Oma and Opa this weekend and Dallas had a blast with his Opa. When Opa is around he doesn't seem to have much time for anyone else. He even told Daddy to, "Get Out Of Here" when Opa was showing him something and Daddy came into the room.