Your Personal Pastry

T, you made it through your first birthday party!

We had a lazy morning getting ready for the party, playing together, and watching TV.

Pop and Grams, Aunt Jenny, Baily, Hannah, and Coco all got to come and celebrate.

You were full of grins and smiles – just like every other day.

We got you an obligatory “smash cake” and everyone else got a cupcake.

You simply picked a few bits of icing off the side of your personal pastry – and wondered why you didn’t have a cupcake like everyone else.

You smashed the cupcake we gave you and mom gave you a bath when you had your fill.

We all sang happy birthday to you – and a grain of sand dropped that made the moment bittersweet.

We all went to Rosa’s for dinner afterward and said our goodbyes in the parking lot as the temperature began to drop.

I love you.

-Dad