Sunday, April 17, 2011

The Party

Today was Anders's birthday party.

During the pre-game warm-up, Anders was getting really excited about his party. Indeed, he got so worked up that right before the party started he had a bit of a fit. Luckily, just before he drove himself off of an emotional cliff, the first guests arrived, and he pulled it together.



We had flowers.


Homemade bagels.


Toppings for said bagels, including home-cured smokeless lox.


The guests trickled in for a bit, and then suddenly pretty much everyone arrived.


The kids enjoyed play dough, a teepee, a water table, and an easel out back.


Balloons in the house resulted in mayhem (well, not technically mayhem, which at common law requires removal of an eye or limb).


After people ate their way through a whole lot of bagels, fruit salad, shrimp-avocado-mango salad, and mini-PB&J sandwiches, we moved on to the main event.

Anders declared that he would sit in his high chair for the arrival of the cupcakes. Perhaps he felt this would look regal.


Cupcakes by La Luna.


He looks happy, doesn't he?


No, I mean really happy.


Masterful blowing out of candles.


"That one, Mama!"


Pre-bite.


Bite.


Post-bite.


The cupcakes were accompanied by an excessive quantity of frozen desserts created with our new ice cream maker: berry froyo, chocolate pretzel froyo, secret breakfast ice cream, and molasses stout ice cream.  (Tip for Humphry Slocombe fans: Yes, the secret breakfast is very good, but you really should try the Magnolia stout.)

More party attendees.









Post-party wind-down looked a lot like the pre-game show. Including, eventually, another fit, though complete tantrum disaster was narrowly averted (that is, there was a tantrum, but it was over in under fifteen minutes).



Three years! As one guest put it, only fifteen more to go!

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