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Big Baby Laila's Big Baby Birthday Party
As a one-year-old, Laila is no longer a little baby and so the nomenclature must change.
On Friday night,![[instagram.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/profile_icons/instagram.png)
sashagee and I drove out to her parents' place in the suburbs to spend the night so that we could properly get everything ready for the party. The suburban location meant that most of my friends couldn't come--a lot of live the true city existence and so don't own cars--but weather was going to be so lovely that the backyard was certainly the best place to hold it, so we did. On Saturday sashagee and I blew up balloons, her parents hung up the "🍓 HAPPY 🍓 BIRTHDAY 🍓" banner, and sashagee baked the cake that Laila would be eating.
I had never heard of the whole smash cake thing and neither had my parents--when I asked if my father knew about it, his answer was just "No" and when I explained it, he elaborated, "...why?"--and Laila didn't really do any fun kind of smashing. She saw some food in front of her and she immediately set about doing what babies do to food--eating it. No extra movements, no fuss, pure predatory efficiency. She ate the whole thing and then spent a while crawling around the yard, with no apparent effect from all the sugar (thoughsashagee picked a mostly cream frosting so it wouldn't be incredibly sugary). She did stay up until almost 4:15 p.m. but the excitement from a lot of people probably led to that.
There are plenty of photos up onsashagee's instagram but here are a couple more!:
Here's Laila in her birthday outfit, playing with my mother's purse. She loves all ropes, cords, ties, and all cable-related paraphernalia, so as soon as she saw the strap she was on it like a hungry wolf.
The dress is nice but the best part is her headband.
Look at that serious expression. She didn't smile or giggle or anything when the cake was in front of her, she just set to work. Baby sees food, she eats. Nom.
Here's to many more happy birthdays in the future!
On Friday night,
sashagee and I drove out to her parents' place in the suburbs to spend the night so that we could properly get everything ready for the party. The suburban location meant that most of my friends couldn't come--a lot of live the true city existence and so don't own cars--but weather was going to be so lovely that the backyard was certainly the best place to hold it, so we did. On Saturday sashagee and I blew up balloons, her parents hung up the "🍓 HAPPY 🍓 BIRTHDAY 🍓" banner, and sashagee baked the cake that Laila would be eating.I had never heard of the whole smash cake thing and neither had my parents--when I asked if my father knew about it, his answer was just "No" and when I explained it, he elaborated, "...why?"--and Laila didn't really do any fun kind of smashing. She saw some food in front of her and she immediately set about doing what babies do to food--eating it. No extra movements, no fuss, pure predatory efficiency. She ate the whole thing and then spent a while crawling around the yard, with no apparent effect from all the sugar (though
sashagee picked a mostly cream frosting so it wouldn't be incredibly sugary). She did stay up until almost 4:15 p.m. but the excitement from a lot of people probably led to that. There are plenty of photos up on
sashagee's instagram but here are a couple more!:Here's Laila in her birthday outfit, playing with my mother's purse. She loves all ropes, cords, ties, and all cable-related paraphernalia, so as soon as she saw the strap she was on it like a hungry wolf.
The dress is nice but the best part is her headband.
Look at that serious expression. She didn't smile or giggle or anything when the cake was in front of her, she just set to work. Baby sees food, she eats. Nom.
Here's to many more happy birthdays in the future!