Dear Santa, love Peyton

Dear Santa,

My name is Peyton and I'm 1 year old. My mommy asked for things for Christmas but I don't really want those things. I don't need toys, and I don't want clothes. If you wouldn't mind reading the attached list below with the things I would actually like for Christmas. 

1. The fireplace and its contents. 

I love it and the black stuff inside it. I could play with it and eat it all day. I'm not to sure why I love the charred taste of it so much but I'm sure it's nutritious 'cuz it's sure delicious.

2. Mama's glasses

They're big and black and I just love them. I love pulling them off and shoving them in my mouth. I also love trying to put them on. A pair of my own would be fantastic. 

3. The thing connecting my mama's computer to the wall

It's this long back thing and I love it. I'm not allowed to touch it but I want it. I want to wrap myself in it and chew on it. 

4. The gate that keeps me locked in

It's attached to the wall and I love to swing it back and forth and back and forth. And if I swing it hard enough it slams into the wall and makes a loud sound. 

5. Tea towels.

I'll take one million of these. But they need to be hanging off of something like my mama's oven door so I can just pull them down and leave them in my wake 

6. Blu ray player

Not that I know how to use this, I know if I push buttons or pull on things something is bound to pop out!

Love, Peyton 

Peyton is 1!

My sweet love able, huggable, darling baby girl is one. 

The year flew by in a flurry of activity. I loved every single minute of the 365 days The Lord has blessed me with her so far, and I wait in eagerness for the next 365. 

She says bye bye mama and papa. Her byes and hi's consist of her opening and closing her fist with a large smile on her face. If she wants to eat she shoves her fist in her mouth.

She takes steps and congratulates herself with claps frequently. She doesn't like to be held by new faces, but once she warms up she's a charmer. 

She's quick and clever. She knows what she wants and goes for it. The fireplace is frequently on the want list :) somehow the coals taste good every time to her. 

She loves her papa. So much. She may actually prefer him over mama. 

I love you sweet Peyton. You have a such a soft spirit and timid heart. 

You are fearfully and wonderfully made. 

Love Mama