Just like that, year one for baby #2 is a wrap! (Might be time to update my blog header?)
Royce, in his endless consideration for others, was born on a Friday, so we got to celebrate on his actual birthday (Saturday, for the calendar challenged). I tried to have a moment with him Friday night before I put him in his crib, being all "next time I see you, you will be ONE!". Royce is ALL business at bedtime so he was having none of it. This kid loves his sleep and I think it goes without saying how much his parents love this particular characteristic.
I went to my friend's house to drink wine and eat tacos to avoid a whole emotional "my baby's growing up!" thing. Wine has never let me down here.
We generally make up for our apathy towards decorations/planning/pinteresting in making sure we serve our guests amazing food. Eric planned to smoke brisket, but really, it was a team effort.
Dalton and I also made these funfetti cupcakes (highly recommend them). He was obsessed and just clutched the sprinkles and asked over and over if it was time to put them in yet.
|Applying the rub|
|He takes his baking very seriously.|
When Royce woke up on his big day, he had the nerve to act like it was just any other day. However, I finally got my wish of nursing on my kid's first birthday! Dumb, I know, but when the goal is a year, you want to make it a YEAR, not 11 months and 3 weeks, not naming names. After that, like every morning, he immediately went down to Dalton's room to pound on the door and try to wake him up.
While waiting for Dalton to finish up his beauty sleep, we took Royce's final monthly picture. He had no interest in sitting for it.
|But still looked adorable!|
While he napped, I went out to a local artisan craft boutique called "Dollar Tree" to procure decorations and stopped by a nearby designer marker called "Aldi" for appetizers. Once again, it was procrastination for the win, because unfortunately a few of our tiny guests ended up getting sick and having to cancel, so of course I felt bad for them but glad we didn't end up with massive amounts of extra food.
I desperately wanted a picture of Royce in his adorable birthday onesie and party hat.
|He...did not want this.|
|Dalton was more for it.|
It didn't hurt that we had some of the world's most adorable guests in attendance (all little boys! #boymom fo life).
It kind of crossed my mind that Dalton could get jealous, but I really doubted it because, although he is 2, he is his mother's son and isn't much for attention on him. He's been talking about Royce's birthday and singing Happy Birthday to Royce for at least two months and was so excited for presents and balloons and cake.
|In absolute heaven.|
|HOW CUTE IS THIS??|
Royce fussed a little during Happy Birthday, because he was in his high chair and wasn't eating, but once he saw his cake he was all excited.
|"What is this strange thing?"|
Adorable frosting covered face photo montage coming.
My sister made this beautiful sign.
|Terrible picture, great sign.|
We didn't do much in the way of gifts, because, he's one, but our friends spoiled him of course. We took Dalton to the store to pick a gift out for Royce, and he picked out this fire truck that shoots balls out and they are both obsessed with it. Dalton is doing pretty good with understanding that it's Royce's and he has to ask him to share. He's definitely in for a rude awakening though one of these days when Royce learns to talk and/or fight back.
I'm still in total disbelief that he's one, just like every mother ever on every kid's birthday ever. #basic