I had a great birthday and a wonderful birthday party. The party was small, just with Pop-pop and Ms. Ann here. (I missed Tom and Doris, Aunt Ashley and Uncle Steve, Grandmas Betty and Cheryl, the neighbors and the cousins.) But it was still great.
My cake was decorated with Winnie the Pooh. It was green and blue and yellow and red. When I first saw it, my face lit up. I was very excited. But that was nothing compared to my reaction when I finally got a taste of it. It was my first time eating chocolate! Check out the video. At first, I’m not sure about it. Then I take two handfuls and load the chocolate cake into my mouth as fast as I can. Isaac appreciated my approach as it meant a lot landed on the floor for him to clean up.
I got some snappy outfits, too. Ones that will fit me come winter. Another good reason to look forward to colder weather… I wasn’t as excited as the other pigs to open my gifts. And I wasn’t super interested in playing with the wrapping paper either. I just wanted to wander around and play with my people.
I love to get into things now. The cabinets. Toys for the older kids. The dog food. You name it, I’d like to play in and with it. And I’m tall enough to do some damage. I went in for my year-old doctor’s visit and I measured in the 70th percentile for everything. As I make up for my 8 week early debut, I keep measuring taller and fatter. Pretty soon, I’ll be off the charts!
Which brings me to my fantastic siblings. Riley learned to bike without training wheels. Quite a feat, one which–justifiably–he’s very proud of. He’s without a doubt the most ambitious of us Pigs. He has drive, athleticism, and patience. A trio of traits others work their entire lives to perfect.
Emmett, like me, has thickened up. He looks like a little linebacker. And his face has filled out too. He’s, no doubt, going to hit a growth spurt soon. Until then, we all enjoy snuggling this extra squish. He’s a sensitive, caring little bear of a man. He loves to blow raspberries on my tummy and to give me hugs. Its wonderful.
And Tessa’s perfecting her one-liners and Boston accent. She’s always been funny, but cousin Suzy says she should get into improv. She makes everyone–especially herself–crack up. Her hair is getting long. So long it touches her shoulders. She’s quite the small, funny beauty.
Whew!
Check back in next month after Emmett’s started kindergarten! No one can believe it…
Take care,
Asher
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