Well, it's official. I have a one year old little boy. I just figured it out today (I know I'm a little slow, but last year I was in labor)that my little guy shares a birthday with the father of our country, George Washington. How's that for coincidence? Pretty cool, I'd say. We enjoyed a nice birthday. Baby had pizza (by request of big sis), goldfish crackers, cake, ice cream, and milk to drink. We blew out candles and sang happy birthday as Grandma and Grandpa Rogers watched and sang along on Skype. He opened his remaining presents too. He got a car wash bath toy from Sis, and a tool bench, six books, and some bath boats from Mom and Dad. I must say, that I think this little guy will have a sweet tooth that is at least as sweet as his sissy's and daddy's. He just gobbled that cupcake up in no time flat. Then he went after the crumbs on his tray. And later, the ones on the floor that had not been swept up yet. Here's a couple of pictures from our day.

