We celebrated Miranda's first birthday this past Sunday. She was also baptised at church that morning. My parents arrived at our house. It was raining and cold. By the time we were ready to go, it was sleeting. The sidewalk and driveway were slick. We did make it, though, and were joined by Justin's parents for a lovely service. The kids even behaved! No tears!
It was snowing when we got back, so Miranda's birthday party was cut a little short. We decided to forego the pizza and go straight to the birthday cupcakes! Duncan had a cupcake in each hand (what we call the "Two Fisted Approach.") And he would have nibbled on a third, had I not snuck it out of reach!
Miranda enjoyed a birthday cupcake, too!
The snow fell fast in huge flakes. The grandparents decided to hit the road, before conditions deteriorated. I asked Duncan if he wanted to go out and play in the snow several times that day. Nope. Pop and LaLa had brought him a new firetruck. He pretty much didn't want to do anything else.
Miranda, our beautiful baby, in her Sunday best.
I finally did get Duncan to go out in the snow on Monday before most of it melted! I asked him if he'd like to slide down the hill. Nope. He mostly just walked around on the snow. Crunch, crunch, crunch.
He did really enjoy "ice skating" on the sidewalk. Even after a couple of falls, he got back up and slipped around and giggled. We weren't out for long, but long enough to get cold and have some fun. When I suggested hot chocolate, Duncan headed willingly to the house. We may have even had a cupcake, too. Mmmm. First birthdays and first snow, baptism, and best of all...70 degrees on Friday.