Happy 1st birthday, Andrew!

Another photo blog for our readers. Hope you don't mind the pics! I literally take thousands of them and only share a few of my favorites with the blog world.

So, the birthday was pretty much celebrated for 2 days. :) Okay, well, we went to Great-Grandma and Grandpa's house as we do every Sunday so we got to celebrate with that crowd first (all of Andrew's great aunts and uncles and second cousins).

This was from yesterday morning at our house. I had to take a pic of his daily breakfast of blueberries, bananas, and Cheerios! I just like the look on his face and love his hair in this one...

This is at Great-Grandma & Grandpa's house. Andrew was snoozing in the shade (the pool was way too cold to go in due to our recent cold nights).

Cake time!!!

This is why I call him 'Cheeseball'

Now these are from today from the party at our house. Andrew loved the gift from his Aunt Pixy--it was 2 wooden puzzles. The knobs on them looked like boobies and he was mesmerized! He didn't care about anything else (note that one of them is in his mouth)!
(Left to right: Mommy, Andrew, and Aunt Kimmy...Mikayla, behind Andrew, is his cousin)

Awaiting the cake...look at his feet! He always does this in his high chair. Oh, ginormous feet to match those ginormous hands mentioned in the previous plum post...LOL!

My mom made a SWEET (literally) angelfood cake with strawberries and whipped cream. YUM!
Really digging in now...

That's it! All in all, it was a great birthday. He took a very short nap this morning (like 1/2 hour around 10:20 a.m.) so I knew he was tired later on, but I didn't want him to be sleeping when the party started. Around 4:15 pm (he had to be so tired by now), Andrew decided to give me such a sweet present. I went to sit down in the chair in the living room and he crawled up to me and whined and I asked him, "Oh, you wanna come up by Mommy?" and I laid his head on my chest and he closed his eyes. He just wanted to snuggle! I patted his bum for a moment and he was sound asleep. That was the fastest he's ever fallen asleep and it's not usual for him to just come to me and whine because he was tired (normally he whines for boob or food or whatever, but not usually for sleepytime). It makes me feel all warm inside! Needless to say, Andrew was sleeping by the time everyone finally arrived for the party (they're always late).

A cool fact, in case I haven't mentioned it before. My birthday is 6/25, Daddy's is 2/25, and Andrew's is 8/25. We were all born on the 25th (which is why I say Andrew had to come 6 days early). The numerology of it: 6 (June, Mommy) + 2 (Feb, Daddy) = 8 (Aug, Andrew). :) It's just meant to be perfect.