Oh the cake...I made cupcakes for Sam's birthday. We got his portable highchair all set up. Party hat teetering just so. First birthday candle lit amid the swirling wind. SUCCESS! Alrighty buddy now dig in!
No, Sam said "stop trying to poison me with this. I will NOT eat this cake. Take it away or I'll cry." And that's just what he did.
Yes, that is me, his mother, laughing at his misfortune. I come by it honestly, though, just ask my mom.
Not only was this the weekend of Sam's first birthday, it was also his first haircut.
The Lolly Locks went out of business so we walked over to Floyd's Barber Shop and they did the honors. He did so well! Sat by himself and didn't squirm at all.
To round out the weekend we had Sam dedicated at church.
It was nice, but much like other ceremonies (weddings, baptisms, etc), no light from heaven shown down. No angels singing. No immediate and infinite wisdom. It just makes me realize that God works over long periods of time for the most part and this is just the beginning of raising Sam and pointing him to the One who loves him most!