Nate turned one a couple weeks back, and we had a party the next day. There was too much pizza and I managed to not invite my sister Colleen, but everything worked out in the end. Colleen even managed to make it, and she didn't know there was a party till two hours after it started.
My only regret is that Nate was teething all weekend. He just wasn't himself. When given the cake to smash up, he just looked perturbed. Maybe it was the black eye he had received just a little bit earlier in the day. The cake looked almost untouched when we took it back from him - it wasn't ground into a pulp or spread across his face to make for the usual pictures.
We tried again the next day to similar results. He showed little interest in the cake, even when shown how tasty it was.
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