A 2nd First Birthday!

I have fond memories of making out like a bandit on birthdays and Christmases (and sometimes just because it was Saturday. . or maybe because I was so devastatingly cute. . and modest but I digress) and then heading over to my grandparents to do it all over again. I'm proud to say that my daughter is carrying on this tradition. This morning Jo and I put the future Queen of the Universe in the car and headed to Eastern Kentucky to celebrate Thanksgiving. That holiday is tomorrow. . but today we celebrate her 1st birthday. No, you are not suffering from Deja Vu. . we did this already but Memaw Marti is so wrapped around River's oh-so-tiny digits that we just had to do it again.

Eat it up kid! Enjoy.

The scene of the crime.
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The Suspect. Don't be fooled by the innocent routine.
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The W.M.C. (weapon of mass confection) is delivered.

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Little do the naive party-goers know of the impending smearing and crumbing they are about to witness!

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Oh so, naive and innocent. .

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. . it's difficult to watch!

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AVERT YOUR EYES!!

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It's ON!

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"PRESENTS! I love them!"

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"Who doesn't need a giant frog! Thanks Aunt Kim!"

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A Santa Outfit. Oh, you'll be seeing this again!

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100 Bible Stories.

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Wrapping paper hysteria.

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First 100 Words. Books are always a wonderful gift. .

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. . and so are toys (so saith the Doodlebug).
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"More cake please."
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