one year down

As the party was winding down today, Brent and I found ourselves on our hands and knees in the kitchen cleaning up remnants of the Pigbear's cake smashing. I looked at him and realized that we were passing through yet another rite as parents...not only the first birthday, but the first birthday party. Then I whispered, "how many more of these do we have in our future?". We decided it was too much of a headache to begin counting all the parties we had yet to throw.

That being said, today was WONDERFUL. Could not have been better. We scooped our baby up together first thing in the morning, singing Happy Birthday. She opened presents from the family and then was in a giggly mood all day. She adored the balloons and insisted that her MamaJo carry her all around the house, chasing and bopping them. I was a little nervous that she might be apprehensive about all of the guests in the house but in true Pigbear fashion, she wasn't even phased. In fact, she seemed to thrive on the attention. I haven't the faintest idea where she got that.

Right before she started opening her "around the house" gifts I got to announce the grand totals for Heifer International: 4 chicks, 2 flocks of ducks, 1 flock of hope, 2 geese, 1 hope basket, 6 shares of a pig, and 4 rabbits. So awesome! We're thrilled that our friends and family jumped on that bandwagon so readily.

Now Sarah's tucked into her crib all warm and snug having no idea that she's a full-fledged one year old. Maybe I just won't tell her. Maybe she'll keep being my baby if I keep it a secret. Doubt it. But I can always pretend...

Happy Birthday, Little One. You've made this the best year of our lives.



















Can't end this post without giving credit to my fabulously talented sister, Meghan, who designed and made Sarah's birthday outfit. It suited her perfectly! Thanks Aunt May May!