Sven's First Birthday

It has been one wonderful year since Sven first came to our family. This is what we did to celebrate:

1. I sang the "Happy, Happy Birthday" song to him all day long.

2. He had a strawberry smoothie with cheerios for breakfast. What could be better than that?

3. Maybe the very sweet pancakes we made in Kindergarten, which Sven enjoyed immensely.

4. I dug out my bin of 12 month clothing and put Sven in a new outfit. I was looking for the onesie from Carl's first birthday but I couldn't find it. Which is ok, because Sven got one of his own later.

5. We went to McDonald's for lunch with our neighbors. Carl and Sven played I-drop-it-you-pick-it-up with the happy meal toy for quite a while.

6. I tried to get a picture of my three boys all together but they were too wiggly.

7. Sven's Nan sent him an amazon gift card so I enjoyed browsing for board books during his nap.

8. I made chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. Sven's cupcake didn't have much frosting but he still loved it. Scott made a video of the happy event.

9. Scott opened Sven's presents and Sven played with the wrapping paper. My favorite thing that he got: new shoes! He also got a birthday shirt which we changed him into straight away. He looks so big!

Happy Birthday, Pumpkin!

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