Anyway, Friday was the friend party and Saturday was a cookout with the extended family. We had a great time. Saturday was just too hot, so after we ate and G smashed his cake, we moved everything indoors. Oh, and it was so hot that the balloon arch wilted away one popped balloon at a time. When it's hot enough to pop balloons, it's time to come in.
First, the friends:
The grown-ups had fun eating and talking and playing some games.
Then it was the kids' turn to have fun.
|The only little lady.|
This was our valiant attempt to get all the babies to look at the same time.
|and they're out...|
Finally G and his buddy J made a run for it.
Then the family:
This party was in the middle of the day. The set-up was the same, the food was basically the same except my mom and I made it all (burgers, potato salad, ramen noodle cabbage salad, baked beans, watermelon, strawberry lemonade), the cake was the same. It was just a lot hotter and there were more people. Still lots of fun, but G was pretty partied out by the end of the day.
By the time we got to presents G was starting to run out of steam.
G's last present was a wagon. Who can resist two little boys in a wagon? But G was done. It was naptime. And his cousin J thought it was super fun to grab the sides and rock the whole thing back and forth. G was not down with that action.
|"Hey man, quit rockin' the boat!"|
All in all it was great birthday. I can't believe my baby is a year old!