Happy Birthday Joye!!!!

I can't believe our Baby Joye is already 1. She is such a joy to have in our lives. She is hardly ever grumpy, and always smiling. The 1st counselor in our Bishopric says we named her well that her name fits her perfectly. Joye is going to be our little Tom-Boy. We buy her dolls and girly things for every holiday and she doesn't give them the time of day; she would rather steal one of her brothers' cars or action figures. Joye loves Daddy. If daddy is home she's right there next to him. She loves being under the cars working with daddy. Which doesn't make mom too happy when she comes in covered in grease. She loves being outside. She's getting used to Mustang pretty fast. Mustang is very curious, he just wants to figure out what Joye is all about. He is so good with her. She loves to be with her brothers, they will play all day in the boys room, or on the trampoline. Joye is such a flirt. She loves to give kisses and is extra generous to the men. She will give Daddy and the boys a million kisses and I have to beg for them. Even Shelby gets more kisses than I do. Joye loves it when Shelby licks inside her mouth. Shelby must be good a kisser, because the boys love it too. She's not too fond of Mustang kisses but I'm sure she'll get there. Travis and Brittney came over to the house a few weeks ago and Joye fell in love with Travis. She layed on him and cuddle forever. She would sit up and give him kisses and then go right back to cuddling. For anyone who has held Joye she is not a cuddler. There are places to be, and people to see, there is no time for cuddling. She must be her father's, she sure didn't get that trait from me. Joye loves computers, Braden left his laptop open on the floor and I found Joye on all fours on top of it, and she was just pounding on the keys. Joye, as you can tell from her pictures, is still bald as ever. She has a patch of hair on the back of her head that is really thick and really blonde. Other than that... bald. We may still get a red head, a lady at the studio says that her daughter is a red head and she was really blonde when she was a baby and as she got older it kept getting redder. She has finally started crawling on her hands and knees, she has figured out that she can go faster that way, instead of pulling her body with her arms. The tops of her toes are becoming callused because she drags then all over the driveway. She doesn't walk yet, she's too chicken. Everyone tells me that's a good thing that she doesn't walk yet, but I look at it from the laundry woman stand point. When ever she is outside, she comes in with her pants from the knees down and her socks filthy. Other than her brother's room her favorite room is the bathroom, but since we shut the door and won't let her in there she has found a new room... the kitchen. We have a big drawer that we put our popcorn, rice, pancake mix etc. in. The drawer is really heavy so I hardly ever shut it all the way. Joye thinks this is the best thing ever, she reaches her hand in the drawer and grabs anything and everything she can and throws it over her head. This is usually the individual packets of Easy Mac. After she has thrown everything she can, she heads to the dog food and water. Shelby usually ends up with his food in his water, which he'll settle for, over Joye pulling his tail. Our Baby Joye has a temper and a half. She throws tantrums like no other. When you take things away from her she will cry and shriek and put her head on the floor between her legs. The best is she knows that she shouldn't be playing with cable box, so when she is, all you have to say is Joye and she throws herself on the floor and breaks down until she thinks you're not looking anymore then she'll climb back up to play with it. We play this game for a long time until she finally gives up and goes to find something else to destroy. Joye is getting so big she's almost not a baby anymore, but I think her name will be Baby Joye for the rest of her life. Still whenever anybody asks the boys what their little sister's name is they say "Baby Joye Raquelle Fessler." They respond "Oh Joye huh?" The boys say "No, Baby Joye" Happy 1st Birthday Baby Joye!! We love you so much and are so happy you came to join our family.