It is not every day that I turn 1 year old - in fact Mom says this is the only time I will turn 1 year old. I'm not certain what that means, because I'll be 1 for the whole next year. Regardless who is right (probably me), this past weekend Nana, Papa, Grandma, and Grandpa came in town to celebrate me. On Saturday, I had some of my friends over and we all had a party!
After the party, I was able to spend the rest of the weekend with my grandparents (always fun). And even though I was overwhelmed by the quantity of people at my house, it was a fun weekend.
You can check out my photos from the weekend here.
Lots of Love,
Amelia
For those of you wondering, no, I do not actually play with my friends when they come over. I do my thing and they do their thing next to me. Mom and Dad call that ‘a play-date.’ I call it hanging. Either way, I did plenty of hanging with a bunch of my pals on Saturday. In addition to ‘play-dating’ at my party, we had some yummy food. Oh, and best of all, Mom and Dad planned a theme for the party (they’re so crazy) – a farm theme. There were ride on cows, tractors, a barn (Dad built it out of a box), barn-yard foods, and way too many people trying out their best pig calls.
After the party, I was able to spend the rest of the weekend with my grandparents (always fun). And even though I was overwhelmed by the quantity of people at my house, it was a fun weekend.
You can check out my photos from the weekend here.
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| On my tractor with cow in front of my barn |
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| Blowing out the candles - Phin helped since I was tired |
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| On a see-saw all by myself - just one of the perks of being 1 year old |
Lots of Love,
Amelia
