On Sunday we blessed Margot at church. Since people were already going to be there, we decided to kill two birds with one stone and have a little birthday party for Mila too. Right after church, the family came over to celebrate.
There were great-grandparents.
And uncles and cousins who we rarely get to see.
And presents (of course).
And grandmas to read presents after they were opened.
And a mom who didn’t adjust her camera settings quick enough to get a decent shot of the birthday girl blowing out her candles.
But candles there were, atop a “doughnut cake” as Mila called it. On account of all the sprinkles, you know.
It was a simple little party with just family, and I didn’t take any beautifully staged photos of the food and balloons and all the party guests like a good blogger should, but we sure had a fun afternoon together. And that’s what matters.