Party!

I Love a party. LOve having people over, love feeding them really unhealthy food that blows their minds because it's all cheese and cream and butter and sugar. I love giving people a special moment, when the world is all about them.

Birthdays Rock!

But still, even being the any-excuse-for-a-party kinda gal I am, I still have to say that first birthdays are silliness. The baby has no idea. You say, happy birthday baby, and the baby smiles his big cuteness clueless smile, just like always. You give the baby cake, and the baby smears it all over his head and smiles his big cuteness clueless smile, just like always. You give the baby presents, and the big sisters open them and play with them, and the baby smiles his big cuteness clueless smile. Just like always.

Everyday is a party to a baby.