Maria and I shared our first birthday together yesterday. Well, the first one was last year, of course, but that was no party. So, yesteday, she turned one and I turned hmphmrddff. She wore a party dress for the first bit, but because it was a thousand degrees here yesterday and the party dress is a little bit vintage and appeared to be a ruffled blend of polyester and styrofoam (with possibly some MSG thrown in), we changed her out of it real quick-like. Here is the official oooooh photo:
She unwrapped her presents and did the obligatory wrapper munching and paper ripping that all one-year-olds seem to love.
She roughed up her cupcake like godzilla on Tokyo. I will try to include some video later, so you can get the full effect of the carnage.
Then, she had a skin reaction to whatever garbage they're putting in cupcakes these days, so she totally lost her sugar buzz when mommy swashed her all around in the bathtub to get the frosting off. But thankfully, she was fine. She finished off her first year only a little blotchy and buzzin and went to bed with a tummy happily filled with cupcake, milk, and gift wrap.
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