On Saturday we had Scarlette’s grandparents over to celebrate her first birthday. It is possible that I went slightly overboard to entertain four people but you only turn one once!
There are, um, a LOT of pictures so click through the link if you’d like to see them all. I forgot to turn off the overhead light so we all look like Oompa Loompas. And also, there are no pictures of the food because I didn’t have time to get good light for that. Oh and half of these pictures are blurry. We don’t live in Pinterest, that’s what I’m saying.
She was pretty good about opening her gifts, I think by Christmas she’ll have it down.
I was bummed that she couldn’t have a smash cake but then her NICU nurses sent me a recipe for a gluten-free, dairy-free, egg-free, nut-free, citrus free cake. Y’all. It’s basically some sort of dough and sweet potatoes. It’s disgusting. And the icing is literally just confectioners sugar and water because I couldn’t find an icing recipe that met all of the above standards. Scarlette was not a fan. She can’t eat solids anyhow but I thought maybe she’d like to lick the icing or something. Instead she did this:
Lucy Dog, however, does not have a refined palate and eagerly accepted Scarlette’s offering. These two are killing me with their sharing of food.
I had no idea helium was so expensive. I was like “I need ten balloons” and the guy was all “That will be four million dollars.” I thought about holding a protest. Forget about Wall Street. Occupy Publix’s Balloon Department, that’s what I’m saying. I did, however, walk through the parking lot pretending I was in the movie UP, much to the chagrin of the bag boy who helped me out to my car. That made me feel better.
We gave the grandparents goodie bags that were full of nothing but photos of Scarlette. Those were probably the simplest goodie bags I will ever make in my life. I replaced all of the china on our china cabinet with photos and momentos of Scarlette’s past year. Her teeny tiny diaper and footprint made me cry. That’s why I look a mess in this next picture. That’s not true. I look a mess because I never found time to brush my hair that day.
We had such a good time. It meant so much to us to be here, doing this. Love keeps growing more love.
