Today we went to a birthday party/barbecue for a 1 yr old. He was having a great time. Orange frosting on his cake gave him an orange tint on his face and hands. But he didn't care. Like all 1 yr olds, he just dug in to the piece of cake with both hands and stuffed it in his mouth.
Aiden, the birthday boy, is the grandson of my neighbor across the street. We are like their extended family. Since the teens don't have grandparents, they look at us as their subs.
I have never seen so many clothes given to a 1 yr old. There must have been at least 10 bags with just clothes in them. Whole sets. And several sets in each. He will be the best dressed kid in town. I can't see how he will ever wear all of them before he outgrows them. Look out little Delilah (his 8 month old cousin) or you will be wearing his outgrown boy clothes. Delilah was there all pretty in pink. Baby to one of the teens and growing like a weed.
We ate at the barbecue. Now who can not eat at a barbecue? But we ate a smaller portion than our usual would have been. And we shared one piece of cake instead of having our own. That's at least progress.
2 comments:
Bravo on splitting the cake! Barbecues are about as irresistible as chocolate... tough to turn down!
Hope you had fun!
Congrats! Sounds like a fun party.
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