Lydia's first birthday party was a quaint little gathering of 'just family'. For some of you the term 'just family' might conger up images of a little kitchen table: girls on one side, boys on the other. Everyone in their sweatshirts with silly, shiny grins on their faces looking at the birthday girl sitting behind her sheet cake with one glowing candle on the top. Well, that's not what it's like around here!
Around here, the kids' table is the biggest table in the house!
And 'just family' referred to 38 people! Cuz a few people couldn't make it.
But oh! we had fun!
(That's my first multi-level cake.) Lydia enjoyed every bite once she got the hang of it!
We have this ridiculous tradition that the birthday child gets the whole cake on their tray. But I decided against giving all three layers and cut it down to just the first one. I'm getting so conservative in my old age.
I had to help her along because patience isn't my forte and she was just plucking off the little frosting polka dots. . . . come on, Child, dig in!
In other non-cake news, our little darling baby really is trying to grow up. Last night at the party she practiced walking for the first time. She's taken a few steps here and there, but last night she would walk a little and then just giggle because she was so proud of herself.
Happy Birthday Liddy Biddy Priddy Busy Baby!