Last week on Tuesday I celebrated a birthday. Any of you who know me...well...you know how old I am so there is no need to re-hash any of that. :-) It was a quiet birthday for me. I spent the day with the kids, took the Pacifica in to have the tires looked at, and went to parent/teacher conferences. I hardly noticed that I was turning another year older. My theme for this next year is "live in the moment". Over the last year there have been so many "moments" that came to soon. Some of them were expected sooner or later but unexpected none the less.
My grandmother would have celebrated her 85th birthday this year, and it is the first year that we are celebrating without her. I was at work on Thursday night and my thoughts drifted to her. This is the first year she was able to spend her birthday with both Grandpa AND Jesus. I wish she could have known Ian more, but I'm happy that she is in heaven now. The last three years had been a blur for her and I guess that is how Alzheimer's works. At least I was able to give my grandparents not one but two great-grandchildren. Some don't get that privilege.
In any case, yesterday started to soon...as most of the United States would agree. When daylight savings time starts...I have a love/hate relationship with it. I know spring is on it's way, but then...I have to loose an hour of sleep as well. I love my sleep...and I love spring! Oh the craziness of it all. I guess this time last year we were even more sleep deprived than we are this year.
Yesterday we celebrated my beautiful, handsome man's 1st birthday. It was a bitter sweet moment. Ian is growing into a little man, but this is the last time I will have a 1st birthday party celebration. Warren and I decided last year that Ian would more than likely be our last child. According to Warren he IS our last child, but sometimes I miss the wonder of a baby. If you think about it...they are seeing the whole world for the first time. They don't know what air is or snow or wind or the trees. I love watching Sophia and Ian's wonderment of the world around them. As adults we take for granted the beauty of tasting chocolate cake...or another day. I can not fathom the wonder that my children experience.
Back to the party...OUR HOUSE IS SO SMALL! I didn't think I over invited people, but holy moly...we had tight quarters in our house. It was practically shoulder to shoulder for a while there. As for cake diving for the little man...he is the neatest baby I've ever seen eating cake. Warren had to help him get messy. Sophia had cake com'in out of every part of her. Ian looked like he was going in for the big plunge, but he would just dip a finger in and lick it off. Classic!
Well, here are a few photos of cake time from yesterday. Hope you all enjoy!
You would think with as big as that kid is that he would have an appetite to match!!
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