Sunday we had a party for MiniM.E.
This is why I haven't written a blog post in forever.
MiniM.E. got to open a few presents early...
|the bow was the best part|
MiniM.E. seemed to have a good time, though she really didn't have a clue what was going on. The whole cake thing? She didn't have a clue.
|"seriously? what is going on?"|
|"you really wanted me to wear this?"|
|"am I done?"|
|blowing out the candle|
|daintily "smashing" the cake|
|at least WE liked opening presents|
|"that's right I'm one. and don't you forget it!"|
...Okay, it might have been a tie between helium balloons and Daddy juggling
Oh, did I forget to mention it was also Bob's birthday? Lucky him: from now on his birthday is all about MiniM.E. But birthdays aren't important when you're old anyway, right? Still, he got a present. No, not MiniM.E., though she does look cute in a bow... A wheelbarrow. Which, actually... is more of a present for MiniM.E. since it's purpose is obviously giving her rides...
Monday was actually MiniM.E.'s birthday and my mom and I took her to...
BOWMAN ORCHARDS! Again! Because she really loves it. She rocked the teeter totter.
and the tractor
and the slides
Until it started raining and we had to move our mini-party to the Tiny Tots Tea Room... which, if you live near Clifton Park and have a child under the age of 6 is a fantastic place to go.
I was a little worried about MiniM.E. turning one. I've only been dreading it for months. BUT... as it turns out, she's even awesomer today than she was yesterday. And today she was one. All day. So... I guess it will be alright. I just have to get used to the fact that she's not a baby anymore. Officially. She'll always be my baby...