Today, our youngest grandson turned one year old. It only seems like a few months since he was born. I guess time flies when you are having fun.
Joey, Renee and Wyatt came to spend the weekend with us so we could participate in Wyatt’s first birthday. Donna and her family came up tonight from Ruskin to take part, also.
I cooked dinner for everyone, and then we brought out the cake. I am not sure how much he comprehended what the party was all about, but I can assure you that he had a ball.
We had a beautiful cake for Wyatt, and he actually seemed to try to blow out the candle. Of course, he had some help. Everyone was anxious to cut into the cake, and I must admit that we did justice to it once the “blow the candle out” session was finished.
Even our newest member of the family, Skeeter, got in the action with his birthday hat. Some dogs will do anything for a bite of cake.
After stuffing ourselves with cake, we moved on to the presents. Right now, in this stage of Wyatt's life, "Chuck the Truck" is his favorite thing. He got tons of different variations, and had the time of his life playing with them.
After totally wearing himself out, it was time for his first birthday bath, and then off to bed. By the time Joey & Renee layed him down for the night, Wyatt was out like a light. Sweet dreams, Wyatt.