First we opened his presents. Steph wrapped most of them because we thought he might have a good time tearing the paper open (he loves methodically shredding napkins so this seemed like a reasonable assumption). He humored us a little bit:
but in the end he was much more interested in opening and closing his toy hamper:
I guess napkins have more satisfying ripping properties... or something.Next came the obligatory "baby eating cake" photo op. Steph felt we would be doing Evan a grave disservice if we did not bake him a cake and take pictures of him smearing it all over his face. I don't recall seeing photos of any such rite of passage in my baby book (and I think I had a pretty happy childhood), but Steph and her sisters all do so he was going to have them too. Neither of us looked forward to splitting a whole cake between ourselves, though (assuming Evan wasn't going to make much of a dent in it), so we made cupcakes instead of a regular cake -- just as yummy and messy but a tidier package for adding to a work lunch.
Anyway, we wheeled Evan's high chair into the kitchen to aid in the inevitable area cleanup and let him tuck into his just reward for surviving his first year. He wasn't sure what to make of his cupcake at first:
He pretty quickly figured out it was food, though, and (to paraphrase one of my favorite movie lines) he went after it like it was made outta ham:
After he was finished with his cupcake we moved on to playing with some of his new toys. Most of them he wasn't super interested in yet (the puzzles and fridge magnet numbers are probably a little advanced for him at this point), but he seemed to like the pop-up tent and tunnels Steph got him:
Here he is enjoying his new fortress of solitude:
And that was pretty much the extent of Evan's first birthday celebration.
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Happy (belated) Birthday Evan!!
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