A WOGDAY PARTY

We had a small fete in honor of Polly's first birthday over the weekend. Minnie and Pop-Pop came up from NJ and Polly had a blast being the object of their attention. She had a great time, and there are pictures to prove it.

Here's the setup:


I made the cake in a fit of misguided Martha-ness. (I've since learned that fondant is not training wheels.):


Polly anxiously awaiting her birthday cake:


And post cake-smashing. It took her a really really long time to get into the cake. So long that we all missed the big moment, having turned to our own desserts. We turned back and suddenly--cake carnage!


Here's the one-year-old, exhausted from opening 8,000 terrific gifts from Minnie and Pop-Pop:



In addition to celebrating The Wog's birthday, we also made a pilgrimage to Walmart for what the Wog's Pop-Pop called, "Knock Me Down Elmo." She ended up with a "Shout Elmo" instead, which is delighting her and dismaying the dogs in equal measure.