One Candle on my Cake

Guess what?

I'm ONE!

Here are the pictures of me eating my very first birtday cake (made by my Aunt Kiki) at the cabin in NC. The people who were there were my Mommy, Daddy, Mimi, Papa, Aunt Kiki, and Uncle Andy. My cousin Drew was there, but he had to leave earlier with his friends.

Now listen here: I like my cake chocolate and with lots of icing. And I don't like to share! I want it all to myself. Oh, and I do NOT like this hat. I will be taking it off in about 2 seconds.

Below is a video of when they brought my cake to me. Be sure to watch my hand.

I was trying to tell them all "bye bye," meaning: "Y'all really cannot sing, so you either need to stop or just leave right now. I'll be fine here alone with my cake."

mmmmm....

Wow! My hand is brown! How cool!

I don't know about this...everyone is staring at me, my hands are sticky, and someone put icing on my nose! Take that cake away!

hmmm....maybe this isn't so bad.

Ok, I'm ready to try it again!

Whoa...where's my hand? Wait! I think it's stuck!

Oh well! At least I still have this other hand.

Thanks for sharing my birthday party with me!