ONE

So the little man is one. I guess we're parents of a toddler now. (What does this mean??)

On his big day the three of us got up together and he opened his present from Ma and Pa. His hair is all crazy in this shot, and he looks disgruntled. (He has a pretty substantial mullet these days.)

Soon after that Uncle Tyler and Grandma G showed up and we all went out for breakfast together at Real Food Cafe. Yum.

His party was the next day. In streamed grandparents, great-grandparents, two uncles, and one honorary great-aunt-and-uncle (they've been caring for Jude one day a week since he was born, and he loves them).

We had soup. And cheese. And pumpkin cake. And cider. We mildly spiked our coffee with Irish Cream, and it was very festive. Jude had carrot cake with cream-cheese frosting. I didn't do anything fancy with it. It was still in the pan and I kind of messed up the frosting recipe. But it had a giant red "1" on it, and he thought it was awesome. We had to take the customary frosting-smeared face shots, so deal with it :)

Here's the evidence:

*Sigh*. It's been a whole year since all this happened. Wow.