I can’t believe I have a one-year-old. I spent most of last night crying, thinking about this very thing. I feel like I’ve wished it all away. Every stage I’ve just looked to the next in anticipation that it’ll be easier. And I’ll tell you what… anything is easier than the first 3 months of Grace’s life.
In my meager 12 months of experience with her, I’d compare Grace to a delicious barrel aged stout. She only gets better with age. Each month has been better than the last. She has turned into such a spunky, smart and fun little girl. My heart is bursting! I just love this kid!
So now on to the good stuff…. we celebrated Grace’s first birthday with a Kitties and Cans party. DISCLAIMER: I wanted it to be a kitties and keg party (mostly because it sounds better). But my fuddy-duddy [read: logical] husband refused to get a keg because he thought it would be too much.
Gracie girl loves kitties and we love beer. And let’s be real friends, a first birthday is for the parents. Hell. We made it. Chris and I have successfully kept Grace alive and healthy. And damn it… I deserve a beer. Or 10. Or a keg.
On another note… I have pom-pom garland, kitty and fish cut outs, and yarn balls galore. If anyone out there wants to throw a kitty party but would like to spare themselves the pain for cutting out kitty faces or wrapping yard around forks to create pom-poms I’d be more than happy to mail you these decorations! Just comment below!!