It's already been almost two weeks since Barrett's first birthday, but I've been waiting to see how he takes to being one before I post this. ;)
On his actual birthday (October 4), it snowed! Big, fat flakes that stuck to the ground. It brought me right back to last year when I was in labor with him, and the same weather pattern was brewing. As much as I am not ready for snow, it made the day special to me.
The next day we had his party- just a few family/friends attended for a quick supper before night church. When planning his party, I had decided not to go all out. After all, he is ONE and will never remember the party. But as I got into it, I realized I really enjoyed the planning. If it was too stressful, I wouldn't have done it. I rarely get a chance to be creative, and this was a chance, so I took it and ran with it.
Our little family. Barrett looks so old to me in this picture.
We had practiced blowing the week before the party, but he got a bit shy and wouldn't do it with his cupcake.
Some of the guests singing to our big boy.
When I gave him the cupcake, he gently smashed it in his hands, and then ate it. Fairly cleanly, I might add.
It was a fun way to celebrate our first child's passing into years of age, instead of just months. I know the following years will fly by, just like this last one did.
Shortly after his birthday, Barrett got a bad chest cold that required a nebulizer. That was no fun! And then he started standing alone and taking steps. It's funny how the good and bad in life can come right with each other.
