I can not believe it but my baby boy is 1 yr old! He's not walking or really talking, but he knows how to get all the ladies to pack him around and tell him he's gorgeous. You can't buy that!
Our boys birthday began in a mad rush to go and get the cake Jason had ordered. We had it all planned out, we would order his cake from the bakery that advertised in one of the little "grocery" (yes, I use this term very loosely) stores in West End. We copied the name and number of the bakery and Jason tried to call them from the little car rental shop. Of course, the number was out of service and Reed's birthday was a day away so the friendly lady who owned the car rental shop said she had a friend that made birthday cakes. After a few phone calls Jason had a cake ordered. (I just want to say that I was in the car the entire time with a sleeping baby so I am guessing there were quite a few phone calls during that 20 minute period.) All Jason could tell me was that he asked for a Pirate theme and that he thinks the cake is vanilla. Oh and that some place down the beach from us did fun stuff with kids on Sundays.
Sunday morning, Lena and Jason head out to pick up the cake, find a birthday present and drop off our rental truck. The cake was to be picked up at the green house with the white fence beside the church and across from the school. Seriously, those were the directions. When they showed up a couple of hours later and they had the cake with them I was very impressed. The cake was very cute and it did have a pirate theme. We won't go into how it tasted. After a busy morning, we were onto phase 2 ... the mysterious place down the beach with fun "stuff" for kids to do. Well, an hour or so into our hunt we came up empty, but we did find a pizza place where kids ate free on Sundays. Unfortunately we were all too hot from walking around to eat, so we headed back to the beach for some swimming.
Jason declared that the big party was to start at 4:30 (which fit nicely into both Happy Hour and the start of Super Bowl), however, Reed had other plans and passed out cold at around 4 until 6. This worked out quite well as Happy Hour was from 4 to 6 so, while the birthday boy slept, we had a few drinks for him.
When Reed did wake up, we all went down to the bar and brought out his cake. Everyone in the bar joined in to sing my little love Happy Birthday. As I mentioned to Danya, that had better be his last birthday party in a bar for another 18 yrs!
And so ended our baby boy's first year. Very close to full circle for a boy made in Costa Rica...
