Buck turned one on Friday, and we had his party Saturday afternoon.
We kept it simple and just invited close family.
He had a lot of fun and was definitely worn out by the end of the day.

The invite:

Decor:

The cake:

The cake after Bennett poked a hole and stabbed a fork into it:

The birthday boy and I:

Presents!:
(Bennett painted our wrapping paper, isn't it lovely?)

All he cared about was the tissue paper:

He thought this bag was a hat:

Cupcake time:

Bennett getting a piece of the action:

Losing steam:

Messy boy:

And then it was bath time:
(he kept trying to grab for the soggy cupcake pieces before they were washed down the drain!)
It gave me flashbacks of washing Bennett in the sink after his cupcake experience:

How the heck is he one already?!
Can I still call him my baby?
(I'm going to anyways. For forever.)