Happy First Birthday, George!

The Birthday Boy. 

This kid was so mellow today. He roamed the house, played, found and ate Honey Nut Spins off the kitchen floor, and didn't take a nap. My husband was a little late in coming home today from work, and George fell asleep on the floor in the family room on his throne of pillows. We woke him up so we could head off to Taco Bell for dinner before Emily and Bradley had to go to church. George graduated to his Big Boy car seat, but he was still so tired he wasn't able to appreciate the new view because he fell back asleep in the car.

My dad and sister sent George a new toy. He loved it.  He played with that toy for at least 30 minutes. He has a good attention span, motor skills, and forgiveness to his parents for not getting him a birthday gift. What more can a kid want than a:

The Half Birthday Boy.

Bradley lit his own candles. Three times. Every time he blew the match out, he blew the candles out with it. It brought him to tears by the third time, but he finally figured out to turn his head away from the cake to blow out the match on the fourth try.

There wasn't much traditional novelty to George's first birthday cake. He's been eating cake since about six months old, so he has practiced eating cake for five birthdays before this (Bradley, Rachel, Sarah, Daddy, and Emily). I couldn't even get a picture of him with his cake because he wiggled so much trying to dig his hands into it. His taste buds function well.

For three years I've been baking round birthday cakes. But tonight George got his very own piece which left one person without a piece of cake, because a round cake is easily sliced into 8 or 16 pieces. That one person was me. (A very sad me.) I will now bake square or rectangle cakes so we can slice them into 9 or 18 pieces. Problem solved. My birthday is next.....