Gosh. It’s been a quick year. Probably became I am still in denial that I have time to get my pre-baby stomach back but sadly realizing, unlike in my 20′s, it’s going to take some work.
I hate work.
Especially when it involves running and walking and crap like that. Anyhoo.
Now when Charlotte was turning 1, my husband was in Afghanistan. Charlotte and I celebrated with a small cake. She was strapped in her high chair and I did what other insane parents do and put an entire cake on her plate. Somehow I forgot that doing that results in chocolate covered walls and sprinkles in various parts of the body for at least 2 weeks afterwards, but I did it and survived. It was just her and I as we were living in base housing some 5 states over from family and while it was pleasant, it just was. It came and went and wasn’t the most exciting birthday ever, but there have been plenty since that she could actually talk at. Actually, I would show you a few pictures, but to be honest pictures of kids eating gross me out, so I will spare you.
I am sure you can imagine the chaos on your own.
Instead, enjoy this picture of Charlotte pouting…it looks about the same at 7 years old if you are wondering.
So this year, with little P just mere weeks from his 1 year birthday, I have been torn on whether or not to throw him a party. Just looking online about parties for kids his age overwhelm me. There are a lot of moms that are clearly better than I am and host fully decked out and themed out parties that make my cake and high chair bit seem lame.
But it’s all I’ve got.
Of course I could make him one of those 3 tiered cakes, but we all know it would probably turn out like this…
I mentioned to my family the thought of NOT having one and I got some feedback that I was the worst mom of all time…OK, not really, but my dad did say something along the lines that I needed to have one. So I consented and since y grandmother is having surgery on Monday and wont be able to be here during his actual birthday, I did one of those “text invites” and told everyone to come over this Saturday. I think I am going to just serve the 14 boxes of Yosicles I have in my freezer (cause they are yummy), some sandwiches, and put P in his high chair with his very own cake.
Total Déjà vu of the lamest party evah.
Did you have a party for your 1 year old? What did you do?
Help me feel better for not being uber parent or force me into submission and make me have a great celebration. Sure…being a year old is a celebration, but didn’t I do all the work?