You've had a birthday, shout hurray...

My baby is no longer a baby. She is
a full-fledged one year old. Boo. We
took her to KC this weekend, where
we met up with Charles' parents who
flew in from Utah. How cool is that,
to have grandparents that fly all
the way just to see their grandbaby
turn the big 1? We had a cute little
party with family and friends, which
turned out to be lots of fun.

P had her first encounter with
balloons-which is both fun and
frustrating. They fly away, so we
finally put them out of her sight so
she wouldn't get upset that she couldn't
get them from going up in the air.

Her darling cake that Aunt Bev got
especially for her.

Waiting for cake.

It started out innocently enough...she very
delicately picked up icing with her fingers and
tasted it. First the blue, then the red, then the
yellow. Had to make sure they're all the same,
of course.

Just a little messy. She didn't smash it, or even
get to the actual cake. When she was finished
she started flinging it on the floor (which is what
she usually does when she doesn't want anymore),
getting pretty blue icing all over Papa's white
walls. She also got lots of cool toys and gifts,
and grandma is here for a week to play (and keep
mama company!).