Yesterday we celebrated Celeste’s birthday with her classmates, friends, and their awesome parents. We had gorgeous October weather, biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs, fried potatoes, fruit-infused waters, coffee, cider and whiskey. In other words, we had everything an adult person would need to enjoy a morning surrounded by children five years old and under.
It would not have been half as glorious without the help of my parents and in-laws! Celeste and Rosa Maeve both already expect a lot out of life (um, possibly too much). But their grandparents are always very determined to make sure their big dreams are met. Below is a pic of Grandpa making all of the necessary breakfast meats ever on his new griddle. And I wish I had a photo of their Memaw working in the kitchen, making sure there were dozens and dozens of hot biscuits for all the nobility and the gentry of the land!
I’ve done a decent job of documenting birthday festivities in the past: while I cant seem to locate pictures of Celeste’s first birthday on the interwebs, her second and third birthdays are still out there on the Grove Ladder Farm blog. Rosa Maeve’s first birthday is honored here, with words rather than pictures, largely due to camera problems, but also because I have much to say about my delightful secondborn girl. Rosa was splendid all day long, even though we had a big party here and attended another Halloween party in the evening that kept us out past 10:00pm!
I really, really like my kids and it brings me great joy to spoil them when I can. Celeste is obsessed with all things princess and we’ve given up fighting it. So if the girls would be dressed as princesses, Tim and I would be dressed as King and Queen. I was furious that Tim upstaged me by wearing the enormous bear skin that usually hangs on our bedroom wall.
I have about 200 pictures on my camera of Rosa Maeve posing with various family members, holding a piece of bacon and smiling with her eyes closed.
It was a day that felt like real October, with zero meltdowns from babies or grown-ups. I had the pleasure of looking through the photos this morning while wearing a moomoo and eating a plate of leftover biscuits and gravy. It turns out that I actually have very few pictures of Celeste because I barely saw her yesterday- she was always off somewhere socializing with her girl gang. But I couldn’t resist oversharing these sparkling photos of Rosa with her Auntie. Holy Sparkle, for sure.