Henry's Big Day

I can't believe my baby boy is one year old. I'm sure I've written something similar or even these exact words about Eleanor, but each year that passes seems incomprehensible. They really do grow so fast.



We celebrated in fantastic style thanks to Vince and Grandaddy's efforts out in the backyard. Our simple, usually overgrown, yard was transformed into a veritable water park complete with vibrant colors and joyful kids. Hot dogs, lemonade and corn on the cob were consumed by all; it really did feel like summertime.





Henry's cake experience was somewhat tentative. After acting shy when everyone sang, he was hesitant to touch the cake. Once he got a taste though, he didn't have a problem finishing it up.



The funniest moment of the party, in my opinion, was when Vince and Karl started using the slip and slide as a luge. Had the shed not been in the way, and the grass not burned quite as much, I think they might still be out there trying to best each other.


(Notice Vince's perfect penguin form and Grace's reaction.)

Thanks to everyone who was here to celebrate with us and to everyone who was thinking of our big man on his birthday.