I was attaching tissue poms to the ceiling way too late the night before. There was an emergency trip to (multiple) Walgreens to buy command strips because I couldn't get push pins into the plaster ceiling to save my life. They looked really cute, though.
The birthday boy was mostly in good spirits.
Until we did the cake, when this happened.
I have a child that hates cake. If I wasn't there when he was born, I'd say he wasn't mine. The cake itself turned out exactly as I wanted it. I had a very detailed color-coded print out of what I wanted it to look like, and the bakery made this control-freak mama extremely happy! (Me: "Those are circles, NOT balloons...it is very important that you write 'circles, not balloons' on the order, please." Employee: "Um, ok.")
I also spent hours crafting a bunch of crap because I felt the pressure of other blog moms and of course stupid Pinterest...let me show you all the nonsense I wasted my life on. First, I made 7 strands of felt-circle garland that are still hanging up because I can't bear to take them down after all that work.
Then I cut out my favorites from each of Ashford's monthly photos and hot glued this crazy photo bunting thing that instantly curled up from the horrid, swamp-ass-inducing humidity. Of course.
If you can get past the curly photos, it did turn out pretty cute. And yes, it is still hanging up a month later. For full disclosure, I took this photo on July 3rd. Dork!
I made a little door sign with leftover felt circles and card stock.
And I also made goody bags for the kids with scrapbook paper tie and bow tie toppers. I was so proud of these, and only a few kids actually showed up. Oh well, more chalk and yo-yos for us.
Here is the adorable invite I made at Tiny Prints. I love their stuff! (ps - don't send me spam emails)
And that about sums up the party. I am glad we survived! Since I'm way behind, here are my favorite shots from his 12 month photos...
He is walking exclusively, has said 'mama' to me exactly ONE time, and has the cutest baby mullet that I refuse to cut. He weighed just 18 lbs 12 oz at his one year appointment (only 6 oz more than his 9 month!), so we have been trying to up his calories by giving him greek yogurt and more protein. Such a picky eater!
It seems to be working, he has already gained a pound in the last month.
He is a happy, skinny baby.
In other news, I have been extremely busy at work. I like to say I've been 'working like it's my job.' We have done nothing further with the basement, and I also have not touched the closet in our bedroom. However, I turned 34 on June 20th, so I get a pass for being old.