He was actually doing great with the spoon... right up 'till the point when I started recording him! Kids love to make liars out of you! Oh well... I am happy to have gotten one of his 'growls' on camera. What do you expect... he's full-blooded Bulldog!
And since we are on the topic of food... here's the rundown on Wyatt's birthday. Since the 14th was on a Monday, we waited until the following weekend to celebrate with family. I couldn't help but feel a little conflicted about doing it on a day other than his actual first birthday. I told myself 'Dude, he's one and he doesn't even know what's going on' and that 'I need to quit being so firggin' OCD about pointless crap' I mean, I know he won't remember it or anything, but I still felt like I was cheating him somehow.
Adding to my guilt was the memory of Allie's first birthday party. We threw her a huge Luau (on her actual birthday, no less), complete with lays and awesome decorations and tons of food and guests. It was awesome, and so memorable! I think I'm just worried that I'm becoming 'that mom,' the one who tries and tries but just can't keep up with her second baby as well as she did with her first. I'm realistic about it... it has to happen to some degree since time obviously gets divided with two, but I just don't want Wyatt to look back at pictures and feel like he was overlooked. Besides, having a birthday that just happens to follow the chaos of Christmas can be a problem in and of itself.
I think part of it might be that I feel a little selfish having returned from the ski trip only one day before Wyatt's birthday, which suddenly made me realize that I hadn't even planned a party for him. Or maybe it's just the fact that I can hardly believe my baby boy is already an entire year old. Anyway, needless to say... I'm already trying to think of something great to do for his second birthday! I just hope time doesn't fly by quite as fast...
Well, enough of that... on to the pictures!
Wyatt wisely chose Johnny Carino's for the occasion and it was a darn fine choice if I might add.
Here he is after dinner with his homemade... er... Publix cake.
Alright, time to loose the shirt and get down to business...
Here you see his first attempt at feeding himself with a utensil other than his bare hand. Now that's what I call concentration... meticulously watching said utensil for any sudden or unforeseen movements, and guarding against potential miscalculations by the untrained operator (which could prove to be catastrophic...) Wyatt quickly notes that the hand is much quicker and far more efficient...He also notes that he loves him some CAKE!!