lovely lovely oh yes

Ryland’s birthday celebrations this weekend were all a rousing success. At least for me and my brood, perhaps others feel differently. Ryland’s only one–birthdays and parties really don’t mean much to him yet, so my family and friends were in a way doing all the celebrating for me. Which is really just too sweet and heartwarming to describe. Plus, everyone loves the little guy, he’s quite swell and undeniably cute, I think everyone enjoyed celebrating him. I’m a lucky gal to have such a ab fab baby. Truly lucky.

Mr. Rye Bread had A LOT of sugar this weekend, extreme overload, but it’s okay. It isn’t like he eats such copious amounts on a daily basis. You can’t deny a kid cake on his birthday. That’s just wrong.

The family party Friday night was warm and comfortable and homey and I was very pleased and then on Saturday, my friends went all out for us and threw a great party. The theme? Ryland Island. Yes I know, it was v. cool. And wait till you guys see the cake. It was two perfect evenings and I am soooo glad that we had two small parties instead of one big overwhelming party. That would have been too much and we all had more fun this way.

I should have told everyone not to get him gifts though. It feels wrong on some level, like maybe parties are just excuses for presents; plus it feels like I’m being materialistic and teaching Ry how to be materialistic. But at the same time, I felt really touched and grateful that my friends and my family gave him gifts, they certainly were not obligated in any way. I think maybe next year, if we have another party, I am going to avoid the whole gift-giving aspect. I’ll keep the cake and the candles and the singing, that’s fun. We’ll see, I’m great on talk and pretty lame on follow-through. The giftcards will come in handy once we get to Boston that’s for sure.

I should have b-day pics soon, when I have a bit of extra time. Although don’t hold your breath. I still haven’t sent out thank-you cards for my baby shower last year and now it’s too late. I’m a chump of the most supreme kind. I am going to make absolute sure that I send thank-you cards for his birthday, though. Really, I am! I swear it.

Anyway, it’s time for bed, I’ve got three thousand things to do tomorrow, including eating leftover birthday cake. also, I’ve said the word “party” way too much in this entry.

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