I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I think I am not a very good blogger - I write amusing things in my head every day, but I just don't post them.
Last Sunday, our little son, Warrick, turned one. He jumped twice before his guests came to his well decorated party. Unassisted, without even losing balance a little. He landed it perfectly, like a gymnast. And he legitimately got off the floor. There were three witnesses.
You may not think this is very remarkable, but he cannot walk yet.
Most all of Brett's family came from SE kansas, and my parents came from Kansas City. Two couples we really like here were able to come as well. We crowded into our little living room and opened presents. Not sure he really understood the unwrapping, but he certainly enjoyed his presents. His family was so generous and fun. He opened a present from us - a little shirt that said "Big Brother" on it. It's true. We will be, Lord willing, a family of four in May.
My parents were absolute gems - helping decorate, clean and bake - my dad grilled the burgers in the mosquito infested backyard, and my mom baked the cake. Quite a task, when we wanted a pumpkin cake and there was a pumpkin shortage. She had to cook one of the giant ones you put on your porch for Halloween. And Val and Rita even brought all kinds of extra yummy food too.
Here are a few pics of the celebration.
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