For the Love of Pete...

Seems like just yesterday and yet a million years ago. I had babies. I thought they were so big when they turned one, were mastering the drunken sailor walk and sprouting little tiny teeth.

Breanna the first child. All things in her room and her birthday party revolved around Pooh. As in Winnie the. I love Winnie the Pooh so both girls actually had Pooh rooms as newborns. Then they got their own ideas.

Anyway, the first child? She did not have sugar of any kind until about 18months. Her 1st birthday cake? Carrot cake made with applesauce. Hey, quit laughing, we've since become normal, approximately when I gave birth to child number 2. And Breanna didn't know any better she LOVED that cake!

Entertainment at her party? Family, helium ballons, and grandma's community pool. Fun and naps after lunch were had by all.
Brooke's first birthday was Strawberry Shortcake.
Why? Because I caught her doing this the first time she was given fresh strawberries!
Of course the entertainment at her party were her big sister and Breanna's neighborhood friends. I don't think Brooke had any actual friends that weren't somehow connected to her sister until pre-school.
She had lots of help opening her packages.
At least she got her very own piece of strawberry shortcake with a candle on it.

More birthday reminising to follow...