I can’t believe we made it… but we did. Cason turned 1. Whew, what a year. I decided to throw a little party. Yes, yes, he won’t remember… but I will. And darn it, we deserve a party after this year. So we gathered family and a few of Cason’s friends and family and partied hard.
I’m no graphic designer but I love to pretend like I am. There are billions of awesome invitations out there that would have taken like 5 minutes to get but no, had to do my own. You will start to see a theme here :-)
Cason’s favorite food is Cheerios so I couldn’t leave those out!
Cake Balls. This was my first (and possibly last) experience making cake balls. They were yummy, but somewhat labor intensive. I have it out of my system now. Head over to THIS site if you really want to go cake ball crazy.
Drinks. I love Izze’s. If you haven’t tried them, you should. Very yummy. I also had a drink called Dry Soda. The flavor we had was vanilla but they have lots of flavors. I went all over town to find them- Central Market was the place. It’s carbonated water and a little flavor and a little (very little) sugar. If you are expecting a sweet soda you won’t get it. I love the vanilla and the cucumber.
Just plain ‘ole water bottles with labels I printed on the computer.
Chocolate dipped pretzels- Yummy!
My sister made cupcakes, thankfully. They were super yummy and at the end of the day, I forgot to take one home to get pictures of C digging in. Oh well, I’ll fake the photos another time.
Here’s 1 of the 3 pictures I got of Cason during the party, and it’s not that great. Great job Mom. Oh well, I think some other people got some pictures. He’s not ready for the slide- he leaned straight back and didn’t really enjoy it. Maybe next year.
Here’s one of the other pictures I got. Cason’s back. Great. At least Michelle and Jack look good.
Okay, got the party bug out of my system for a few years. I’ll stick with backyard celebrations until he is old enough to help pay. :-)
Cason loves wandering around behind his new toy. I think he loves the freedom of walking. He will walk and walk until he runs into a wall or a piece of furniture- then look around and grunt for one of us to come turn the toy around so he can get back to walking. Over and Over it goes. I guess I need to find a bigger open space to roam.