Guys, I have a one-year-old. I know, right? I’m no longer the dad of a little baby anymore. I’m a few small steps away from having a toddler.
This isn’t a development as of today, of course. Squatch turned one last Friday, I’ve just been neglectful and haven’t updated this thing in over a month.
Uh, sorry about that.
But I’ll make it up to you with lots of pictures, because Saturday we had a PAAAAAR-TAY! Get your Pinterest buttons ready—Karli did most of the planning, so you’re going to want to take these ideas.
It being his first birthday and all, we didn’t really go too crazy. But when your wife’s a graphic designer, you don’t half-ass things, either. Like invites:
My stepmom made the cupcakes in that second photo, and that blue drink is some raspberry lemonade I made. It’s super good, and it’s really easy. Mix equal parts Country time lemonade and blue raspberry Kool-Aid. I threw in some lemons and raspberries for good measure. Karli and I also made that hat in the last picture. Because we’re full of the awesome. And yes, that is a watermelon narwhal in the first picture, courtesy of my sister-in-law.
Squatch got his own special cake that Karli made. I gave it a little hat.
Then the fun started, and Squatch got to dive into that cake.
He didn’t really smash it like we were hoping. He has a little neat-freak streak in him. Afterward, it was time to attack the stack of presents. He got a little help from his Wumpy and his cousin.
It was a pretty good time had by all, but it came on way too fast. I feel like I just got home from the hospital with this:
Only I turn and see this:
Slow down, kid. I’m soooooo not ready for this.