I can't believe Darian turned one on Wednesday. Where did a year go? From my tiny little bundle of cranky old man, to a robust bundle of energetic daredevil-ness. We celebrated his birthday with friends, food and cake - all in abundance. It was wonderful. By the end of the party he was filthy and exhausted, but extremely happy. He had opened some presents, played with big sister's friends, played in the sandbox, ate some ribs and enough cake to keep him on a sugar rush for a week. (4 cupcakes before dinner, and who knows how much cake. The kids kept giving him more!)
On Wednesday, his actual birthday, we had a small celebration with just us. Kendra and I made cupcakes with lots of chocolate icing, and we gave him the presents from us and his grandparents. He had no idea what was really going on, and Kendra had a rough time with "no gifts for her" thing, but the cake was good! It really is hard to be the big sister - especially when the little brother's birthday comes first.
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