Henry's First Birthday

Henry turned one on Saturday and had the biggest, baddest birthday bash in Wade Shaw family history. We had mommies and daddies, grandmas, grandpas, Life Group friends, nannies, babysitters, friends from T-town...we even had great grandmas and grandpas!

For his birthday, Mommy and Daddy got Henry a pool for summer swimming. And, bonus - when it's too cold for water, we can fill the pool with balls. The pool/ball pit was a hit.


Henry, holding up his favorite color. Go Cowboys!






Learning to share






Henry is actually very good at sharing. He went down for his morning nap before decorations or guests arrived and he woke to a crowded living room. Lucky for us, it was only a matter of time before he warmed up to the crowd and flashing cameras. He wore his smile the rest of the day.


Our buddy, Esther


Enjoying his new Henry-sized picnic table with Sydni and Dad.






Our friend Chrissy was kind enough to make Henry his first birthday cake. Didn't she do smashingly?! Henry was so excited that he did a little boot scootin boogie.


Is this for eating?


Bite numero uno






Once he had that first bite, there was no holding him back...




Mmmm...chocolate ("Hey yooou guuuys"...anyone remember the Goonies? Picture Sloth, "C-H-C-O-L-A-T-E")






Here, Andrew. Just take some from my face.


We ended the night with a bath in the big boy tub. Wade and I slip proofed the tub prior to Henry's entry.

Easter eggs and elbow macaroni - Part 2

Henry woke bright and early Easter morning to enjoy a hearty breakfast - formula, bananas and Grandma's jungle pancakes.


Dumbo, the elephant


Symba, the lion...ROAR!




Henry looked very dapper in his Easter getup. Even moreso BEFORE lunch...I tried to clean him up as best I could after realizing I'd forgotten to snap a picture before church.


After lunch, Aunt Annie surprised Henry with another Easter basket full of new books.









The End.

Easter eggs and elbow macaroni - Part 1

Henry spent Easter in Blackwell with Grandma and Grandpa and Red Wagon #2. The Easter bunny came to Grandma's house a day early and left Henry with a red wagon and serious rules - the wagon is only to be operated at Grandma's, and Grandpa has first pulling rights. No exceptions.

I don't know who enjoyed the wagon more, Henry or Grandpa.










Henry loves to share...as long as you return the item in less than 15 seconds. Again, no exceptions.


Did I mention Mr. Bunny left Henry's wagon full of Easter eggs, some of which he filled with macaroni? You'd have thought Henry had been playing the maracas since birth.






It was chiller than expected on Saturday and silly Mom forgot to pack Henry's jacket. We improvised with Grandma's size small Eskimo Joe's T-shirt. I'm not sure how effective it was...the T-shirt provided an extra layer, but made searching for eggs a wee bit difficult.




When you're the one snapping pictures, rarely is there an opportunity for you to be IN the picture.


Despite the breeze and cold air, we took advantage of the sun and played outside most of the day. After multiple laps in the wagon and hiding and seeking (and shaking) eggs, we headed to the barn to play with Grandpa's puppies.


Now that's a BIG dog!


Here puppy, puppy, puppy...


(For my PETA and dog loving friends, Grandpa's dog "pens" back up to acres of soft green grass where they can run and bark at coyotes all day long.)

Henry...after being licked on the face...not sure he likes puppy kisses




When the sun went down we moved our party indoors.




A short snooze on Mom.


Playing chase around Grandma's kitchen island.






Last stunt of the evening - trying to fit his fist in his mouth