Yes, I realize that her birthday was over a month ago. But have you ever tried to get people to come to a party three days after Christmas? Yeah, that party would have been empty.
So, we had her party a few weeks ago. It was still a modest affair, just some friends and family. Compared to T’s 1st birthday party, where we invited EVERYONE. You learn things from your first child that you definately put into practice with your second. Ron and I have already apologized to T for the fact that she will spend her life being a guinea pig, but, since Ron and I are both first children too, we told her she’s just gonna hafta suck it up. She’ll be all the stronger for it.
But, I digress, back to the party. D had a grand ol’ time. My favorite part was the eating of the cake, so I will start my commentary from that point.
Imagine if you will, a small cake, looking forward to the day when she can make someone’s birthday a special one.
Imagine also a small, innocent child, uncertain as to why all these people are all over the house and wondering why mommy put that big, pretty thing on her tray.
Things started out slow. It took D a while before she realized that she wasn’t going to get in trouble for messing with the cake. She tested the waters, if you will. Taking a few tentative pokes and prods. At one point, she tested to see how well the frosting would double as hair gel.
Then she got braver and went at the thing full force.
*Warning! There are some graphic photos to follow!*
Oh, the carnage!!!
Funny thing was, she really didn’t eat much of the cake, she just demolished it.
I’m coming for you next!