March is "The Lehikoinen Children Birthday Celebration" month. You know how much we love parties... we love attending them... and throwing them. Mikko turned ONE on March 14th. The first birthday is one of the most important ones. So of course we had to have a huge bash. I was hoping for a lovely sunny Saturday, so we could put our very useful backyard to work, but of course it was cold. And windy. And wet. So we had a BBQ "inside". We literally had to put the BBQ in the garage, because it was so windy out here, the flame kept blowing out. Anyway, it was a blast! We had roughly about 80 people in our house. Both family and friends. But most were children... so the number is a little deceiving. But it worked out great! We ended up having to put Mikko down for a nap during the party, and opened up the gifts later that night after everyone left and Mikko woke up (much happier) after his nap. But one-year-olds are unpredictable... just like our weather here in Mountain House! Thanks to everyone that came, and those who couldn't make it... we missed you!!
This is the fabulous cake my cousin made for Mikko. I couldn't even attempt something like this. Thanks Laurie!
Mikko really wanted to try and touch the flame.
This is Mikko reacting to everyone shouting at him to blow out the candles. ... what a spaz... it was hilarious.
He was a little hesitant to dig into it at first.
But he caught on... fast.
My boy LOVES cake!!
It was going into his mouth by the fist-fulls. He couldn't eat it fast enough.
And your first year would not be complete without the first haircut. I know what your thinking... "your kids don't have ANY hair!" This is true. But what little wisps they do have, were getting a little too long. I like clean cuts. I felt Mikko looked like a little old man hillbilly, with these random hairs growing over his ears and down his neck. No. No. No. No. No. He was actually very good. I think he liked the vibrating feeling on his head. I know he looks a little scared in the first picture. But that's just Mikko's crazy blank stare look. I think he quite liked it. And I think he looks SO handsome with his new cut!!
And at last AJ turned TWO on March 30th. While this is a fun birthday (turning two), it isn't quite as important as turning one, so instead of a huge birthday bash, we had a mini "two-year-old-friend" bash. Again, I was hoping to put our yard to good use, but the wind and cold took over once again. Having it inside worked out just fine. We had some Elmo coloring pages, snacks, and of course toys to play with. We had cupcakes and opened presents, then played some more. He LOVED ALL his gifts. My children now officially have TOO MANY toys. But after everyone left, it was fun to see him and Mikko fight over the new gifts. Aaron also had fun with some of the new toys... trying to teach AJ to catch a ball... hit a baseball off a tee... play golf... it was hard to get him to help me clean up! So thank you all! It was lots of fun!!
Singing Happy Birthday to AJ. He couldn't take his eyes off that flame!
When we tried to get him to blow out the candle, he just kept putting his face closer and closer to it. Maybe birthday #3 he will finally be able to blow it out himself.
He ate it very delicately... with his hands. He still NEVER wants to use utensils!
**As a side note. I cannot do ANYTHING on the computer while my children are around. The second they see the light of the green "on" button shine, and hear the light tap of the keyboard, they immediately swarm me and think its time to play on the computer. Mikko turns the power button on and off and crawls under the desk and pulls the mouse cord. And AJ slams his little fingers all over the keyboard while I'm trying to type. So... I tried to get this post done while BOTH children were napping. Of course, they woke up earlier than expected and have been crying for me to go get them for the last 20-minutes. One more minute-one more minute, I kept saying. Which has turned into 20. They have now stopped screaming, and I suppose are content with the fact that mommy is not coming to get them and screaming takes too much energy. Is it a little sick that I have no problem listening to my children cry in their cribs while I selfishly write on my blog?