Alexander's birthday was Thursday. We spent the day making age jokes and reminiscing about his youth.
His birthday this year is really more of a collection of days related to his birthday. Darrick is building a swing set this week, so we're planning to celebrate once that's up, next Saturday. It's a little late, February and all, but we have to take advantage of Alexander being calendrically challenged while we still can. (He's still stuck on the switch from Julian to Gregorian. Phht. Babies.)
I'm even going to bake a cake.
Just thought I'd give you time to let that sink in.
And Alexander's birthday celebration began a couple of weeks before his birthday. He got a sweet Yo Gabba Gabba coloring book with crayons from the Bearse family. He LOVES it. And this was his expression when he first saw Nana and Papa's gift for him.
He approached it cautiously, as he should approach any horse. Especially one on skis.
But once he was on, he couldn't stop smiling:
And for those of you who were thinking our boy might be retarded because he hadn't talked yet (you know who you are--I found the online pool), well, he has started talking up a storm.
Witness his new favorite phrase: