Penelope was one year old on Monday, which was an exciting event. However, neglect-ant parents we are, there was no party and no cake. Sorry to disappoint everyone.
We had a busy day though, Penelope and I made chocolate chip pancakes for our boys and took them to the bus. (Penelope eats a whole big pancake all by herself!) Then we went to town and had birthday lunch with Jenny, who spoiled her immensely. Then we went to the family resource center for play time, which Penelope loves. There are lots of new toys and other kids. Now that she is one and walking well, the organizer suggested I go to the next age group's class. She will LOVE that, as older kids are exciting and more resilient to her sometimes not-so-gentle touches. Then we came home and got the boys from the bus, got snacks, and took them to their football practice, where Penelope enjoyed playing outside in the grass. Then daddy came home a little bit early and we had a nice dinner together.
Here is one conversation about the birthday:
Fellow Mother: "Oh, it's her birthday! Did you get her a cake?!"
Me: "Um, no, I don't really get into birthdays."
Fellow Mother: "Oh....birthdays are fun....bla bla bla..."
Fellow Mother: "So what is she going to be for Halloween?!"
Me: "Um....I get about as excited for Halloween as I do for birthdays."
Fellow Mother now thinks I'm an alien. And not only for Halloween.
P likes dressing up and coving herself with blankets. She put her bloomers on her head.
Showing off her teeth: 3 on the bottom, one on top.