So, apparently, "grownups" get a real kick out of watching a baby plow her way through a messy piece of cake on her first birthday. It's considered "hilarious" by adults for reasons that are beyond me.
I'll admit I was intrigued at first. But I'm sure you knew I would be. That's why you put it in front of me, right?
It would have been nice if someone had provided me with a fork. Everyone else had forks.
We don't know what we're doing. You deprive us of delicious sugar for the first 365 days of our life, and then on the 366th day (give or take) you plop a giant piece of cake with chocolate frosting in front of us and let us go. You people are sick!
Anyway, I shared some with Auntie Bearbins.
And Cousin Jenna tried to save some of my dignity. (Thanks, Jenna.)
But it was too late. Much too late.
By the way, the cake was delicious. Thanks, Milk Lady!
Then I had the traditional outdoor, post-birthday cake bath.
All clean, I made a costume change and partied some more with Auntie Bearbins. Here's to you, kid!
And passed out. End of story. I hope you all had your little fun at my expense.
One ALREADY?!?! Where does the time go? Happy Birthday to little Grace! I can't believe how fast she's growing. Looking way too adorable ;).
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday cutie pie! What were those people thinking? A white shirt and chocolate frosting? Talk about asking for trouble.
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