We had such a fun weekend last weekend. Friday was Cannon’s actual birthday, and Saturday was his party. Nothing too fancy; just some close friends and family over for what I intended to be a porch-party. But, since 1) I didn’t have the food set up outside and 2) the ever-popular train table and all of the other toys were still in the den, it kind of started out as an indoor thing – which was fine.
We did go outside when it was time to cut the cake, though. It was just such an incredibly beautiful day, and I didn’t want cake all over the floor. But I thought the same thing for Bennett’s first birthday, and I certainly didn’t have to worry about cake on the floor. He barely even touched the thing! I wound up putting a piece of icing in his mouth and he spit it out. Oh well. No big cake dive for Bennett.
Cannon, however, dug right in. I put that cake in front of him and he took his hand and gouged a huge chunk right out of it.
And he ate it. He went back for more, and more, and then got tired of wasting time using his hands. Atta Boy!
I've never been so willing to get icing all over my face:
Then we opened presents, but Cannon was not interested in that at all. He wanted to crawl around and see what all those big kids were up to.
Bennett had fun playing with his cousins, Mac and Rachael, and friends Ella, Katherine and Aiwyn (all children of our close friends).
Some more good pictures from the party:
Baby Everett (as Bennett still calls him):
He's got to be one of the most handsome babies ever. :)
Uncle Josh teaching Rachael how to play the trumpet. But it looks like he might need to focus more on teaching his own son the correct way to play...
Me with my newest niece, Maria:
Bennett and Cannon's cousin, Haylie, about to enjoy her cake.
And as usual, we try to get a shot of all the Gibson grandchildren. Greg was able to grab at least one decent one before the meltdown started:
It was a good time. I really enjoyed seeing everyone, and some even hung out long enough to have pizza with us that evening, which was great.
The next day, we went to another birthday party. My good friend from college has twin girls, and it was their 2nd birthday. What a party those folks throw! Oh, man we had fun. Especially Bennett. That little boy did. not. stop. for three hours. He ran and played and ran and played and ran and ran and ran…
Anyway, their party this year was a “barnyard animals” theme. So of course they had a rooster, a couple of ducklings, and a guinea pig for the kids to feed and play with.
They also had the forethought to put a ton of toys in the yard so the kids could go to town and the parents could safely sit back and watch from a distance. I set Cannon down out there and he was just as content as Bennett for a couple hours.
And I don't think Katerine and Ella minded. :)
I made a really cute cupcake for Miranda, but didn't get a picture of it, unfortunately. James, her husband, wrote me a couple days before the party and asked if I could make a special cupcake for Miranda, since her birthday was Saturday. So I started thinking about what I could do. On their invitations, there is a black-spotted hen sitting in the upper window of the barn. So I thought, well, Miranda is the mother hen… So she got a spotted “mother hen” on a bed of hay.
Just like last year, right about the time the girls were getting into their cakes, we heard the familiar “clang-clang” of the ice cream truck. They had the ice cream man stop by the party and everybody was able to go up and order whatever they wanted. Bennett picked a cherry popsicle (although he’ll tell you it was raspberry).
Cannon got to enjoy some too.
After the cake and ice cream, it was back to playing. Cannon got to ride around the yard and then relax with Daddy for a while.
Towards the end of the party, James’ dad and brother broke out their toys; a couple of remote control cars. They stood back out of sight a little bit and ran those things all through the yard, between kids and toys and animals. It wasn’t long before there was a whole mess of kids running behind the cars, and Bennett was right up front, absolutely having a ball. As they tired, kids kind of slowed down and the mess dwindled from about eight of them to just a couple, then down to just one. Guess who that was? Yep. He was the energizer bunny.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sweatier, more red-lipped kid in my life.
You would think he would have passed out on the way home, especially since it was basically his bedtime by the time we left, but nope! He yapped the whole way home. At one point Josh and I just looked at each other, both exhausted just from listening to him!
It really was a great weekend spent with people we love.





























