Birthdays

Wade celebrated his first birthday a few weeks ago.   Wade decided that morning to test his new one-ness with various forms of independence.

First, he thought he could blow his nose, all by himself.

Then he decided he wanted a breakfast of Cheerios without Mom's help.

Wade also tried to help decorate the cake, but I didn't get any pictures of my helpful son at that moment.  What a sweetie!



Fortunately, despite the looming black clouds, the absent church leader who I thought was going to unlock the church building, not to mention the fact that Blake and I had to call everyone about a location change 10 minutes before the party, the party turned out great thanks to all those wonderful people I call my family and friends.

 

Happy Birthday Wade!!!

Genes

My sweet boy has apparently inherited my love of fruit, particularly grapes.

I had no idea that sort of thing could pass down through genetics.

Drinking grape juice and eating grapes - what could be better?

I think there is also a silliness gene, and if so, Wade got double doses of silliness.

How am I ever going to keep up with this kid?