He enjoyed every bite.
In true "free spirit" fashion, we decided to forgo the traditional birthday party in favor of an open house-style event. No invitations were sent. I just mentioned that there would be cake on such-and-such day. Kind of like Field of Dreams.
"If you bake it, they will come."
I baked six cakes. They are all gone. Here's the party rundown:
3:00 (am) -- I am done with work and baking, time for bed.
7:30 -- Junior wakes up.
7:35 -- Himself gets up.
8:03 -- Junior discovers his present, a shiny new tricycle!
8:27 -- I get up.
8:45 -- Junior plays while Himself makes a breakfast run and I put cakes together.
10:00(ish) -- The first guests arrive. Junior is highly impressed by his present, a storytelling teddy bear.
10:30 -- More guests, more presents, and cake is served.
12:30 (pm) -- The family is present. The candle is lit and "Happy Birthday" is played. Junior enjoys his cake.
2:15 -- The musicians begin arriving. Folks have been coming and going all day. Junior is still going strong.
4:00 -- Hot dogs and beans are made available, and the sixth pot of coffee is made. I am on my second cup and starting to drag.
8:00 -- The crowd is starting to thin out, although a few people are still dropping by. Junior thinks he is a rock star and plans to party all night.
8:30 -- Most of the guests are preparing to leave. Junior is blowing kisses left and right. I'm still waiting for the expected nuclear meltdown.
8:45 -- Junior is done. He staggers up to me, signs 'bed' and announces, "Night... night" with half-closed eyes.
8:47 -- Junior is in his pj's.
8:49 -- Junior is in his crib.
8:50 -- Junior is asleep.
11:30 -- The last guest leaves.
And how was YOUR weekend?