I promise this is the last you will see and hear of Julia's inaugural and only first birthday. We were fortunate enough to celebrate with a fun slew of extended family here in Illinois. My grandma cooked a superb meal, made Julia the most delicious cake and hosted a lovely party for all in attendance. I'm hoping the in utero baby slept through the festivities because he/she will not be celebrating his/her first birthday in as much style next year.
things you don't care to know:
I knew I shouldn't have but I did anyway...I woke the sleeping tyrant for her fiesta. This resulted in an embarrassingly grunty, whiney and fickle birthday lady. It's a good thing we are all family or else I might have put her outside with the other bad babies where she belonged.
Julia was very generously gifted with way too many nice things...fancy clothes, the perfect collection of books, a handmade tote for her books, a doll and stroller, a puzzle and more. Of course her favorite gift was a plastic Cheerios container and a leeeedle tiny piece of wrapping paper that she squirreled away in her chubby right cheek for the night.
She was thrilled with all of the birthday song attention but cared not to smash/eat/touch her cake despite my obnoxious encouraging cheers and eventual chides.
If you tell a monkey to dance...
and I think our only family photo of the night will be just perfect for our Christmas card 2k11 photo...
I don't think a better picture of familial love, togetherness and contentment could've been purposely orchestrated.