Daniel's Birthday Party

As I mentioned in my last post, we celebrated Daniel's party this past Saturday since we will be traveling to Louisiana on his actual birthday which is Thursday.  I thought I would share some pictures with you because I think they are awfully cute.  I'm not partial or anything, you know!

Here is the "before" picture.  He has no idea what is coming, or he would be smiling.

We ordered a cake from Publix because John did not want me all stressed out from making cupcakes.  When you order a first birthday cake, Publix gives you a free baby cake.  Here it is.  (We took the plastic head off the clown because we were just about to give it to Daniel.)

Here are some "after" pictures.  Do you think Daniel enjoyed his cake, or at least, the icing?  It's the first time he has had anything sweet.  My mom thinks we are a little strange because we wait until our children are a year old, but I don't think it has hurt them any at all.  Daniel certainly knew what to do with his cake!  Can you see his smile?  You have to look pretty hard, but it's there under all of that icing!

He did not think he was quite messy enough.  Do you see that little impish grin on his face?  His daddy and Grammy got him semi-cleaned up, and then I threw him in the tub.  Our children get baths on Saturday nights whether or not they need them, and Daniel certainly did this week!

At this point, we took the cake away from him because he started to play with it.  He likes to throw food on the floor, and we didn't want a huge mess to clean up, just a messy baby, er, little boy!

I have a cute story about Sarah Beth, too, from the party.  There were enough of us (15) that we divided up into an adult table and a children's table.  Halfway through supper, Sarah Beth came and told me that she was done.  Her cousin Kathryn, who is almost twelve, told me that she had only eaten one or two bites.  I told Sarah Beth that she could not have any cake unless she had eaten her lasagna.  Then I showed her the cake.  Later, she came back into the dining room and said, "I want cake."  I asked if she had eaten her lasagna, and she said, "yes."  Kathryn told me that she fed her, and every time she asked if she wanted another bite of lasagna, Sarah Beth would say "cake" and nod her head.  I think she got the point!