We celebrated Piper’s birthday with her grandparents and aunts and uncles on Friday. She kept looking at the cake on the counter doing her “mmm” face; I’m pretty sure she figured that since it was her birthday, she really shouldn’t have to share her cake. Or wait to eat it, for that matter.
By the time everyone got here that night, she was ready to go! She was so excited prior to Go Time that I failed to get a great picture of her in her way cute birthday outfit. Some things just never work out the way you intend… So, these’ll suffice, I s’pose.
After presents, she finally got to eat her cake. She. couldn’t. wait. I had to keep her from pulling handfulls off. Fortunately, she loved everyone singing at her (although I’m sure that she had no idea why), and was distracted long enough so that we all could have some. Not that I blame her; I’m pretty sure that I could polish off an angel food cake all by myself, too. But I won’t admit to that…
And, much to my surprise, she ACTUALLY BLEW OUT HER OWN CANDLE!!! I really didn’t think she’d do it (that purposeful air movement is a big hurdle right now…), but she acted like she knew JUST what to do.
She was one pooped pup after all the excitement. Being two is tough stuff.