After the splish-party and post-nap, the festivities continued at home. Zuzu came downstairs to see a useful and not-at-all-obnoxious gift from Uncle Buck:
As improbable as it sounds, inflatable dinosaurs are sort of a running joke in our family. It goes back to the year that Uncle Buck got an inflatable dinosaur for his birthday from our Aunt Terri.
He was super into dinosaurs and seemed to love the gift (Aunt Terri is a good gift-giver), but my mom was a little worried that a 6' tall inflated T-Rex might kinda freak him out once the lights went out and he was in bed by himself. So when she tucked him in that night, she emphasized how nice the dinosaur was and said, "T-rex will watch over while you sleep tonight!"
Brandon nodded and replied quite matter-of-factly, "Now I won't need Jesus anymore."
And now my family has a running joke about inflatable dinosaurs replacing one's need for Jesus.
Anyway, Zuzu loved the dinosaur more than I expected her too. She was excited to have her picture taken with it. Then we had this conversation:
Me: Zuzu, what do you think we should name your dinosaur?
Me: Don't you think your dinosaur needs a name? What would be a good name for a great big dinosaur?
Once the initial thrill of the inflatable dinosaur (possibly named Caroline) had subsided, it was time to turn the corner into the dining room and see...
the play kitchen!
|Getting straight to business.|
|And making tea|
|This was an adorable dress that Aunt Peggy got for her in Hawaii!|
|TWO little ducks|
|Aren't they cute?|
|OMG! THE DUCKS ARE ON FIRE!|
|Are you guys sure this is a good idea?|
|Blowing from a safe distance. We're thankful she plays with water and not with fire.|
|Happy Birthday, Zuzu!|
|We love you even more than you love cake!|
|In front of the baby-head banner I made for her first birthday and will display for every single birthday from now on.|