The weekend before we left Wisconsin there was another fun birthday party to attend. Lots of babies turning one! They grow up so fast.
Look up in the sky! It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s…oh, it actually is a plane.
Some time to chat.
And just hang out.
Take a look at this picture.
And this one.
And this. Looks cute, doesn’t it? Fun?
Now look closely at this picture. Gah! And we were all walking in the tall grass. Shudder.
Veronica wasted no time finding the treats.
Or the toys.
Or the presents.
“Hey, what’s that?”
Sorry baby, but you don’t get another birthday until next July. No matter how many times you ask for “happy birthday cake for Veronica”.
Brilliant artists making brilliant chalk art.
Oh my! Veronica laid an egg.
The birthday boy, and his adorable dinosaur cake.
The kids were excited for that cake.
Testing the waters.
“What…what is this?”
It didn’t take long for him to decide that he liked it. Dig in!
Everyone was willing to lend a hand, too. How generous.
Om nom nom.
“I…I’m so happy. I love cake!”
Birthday cake at it’s best.
And worst. At the same time. Squelch.
All the generous “helping” pays off.
“Here, have some more!”
“Don’t mind if I do!”
I’d say the birthday boy enjoyed his party. And so did the rest of us!