After we partied in style, we woke up and celebrated Scott’s first birthday. He got dressed up in a new outfit from my grandma and we headed to church. Unfortunately, Scott fussed a lot on his birthday. I was sad with him that he just seemed unhappy so much of the day. But that evening we found the culprit: his first molar coming in. It had already cut the skin. Poor kid. Cutting molars is the pits.
To ease his pain (he, he) we gave him a birthday giant marshmallow. I ran out of energy to make him a cake so we snacked on leftover goodies from the NYE party. He didn’t seem to mind so much and enjoyed the marshmallow enough that he left his hat alone.
Sammi wrote him a couple letters, very sweet and thoughtful, and a coloring book, mostly blank pages. Elli gave him something she pulled off the school shelf and Mom dropped the ball on a present at all. My goal is to get it done by the end of the month. It will still count, right?