Ev’s first birthday was last week. She woke up at 8:45 and it was a lovely way to start the day. (Early morning riser, I am not).
I had decided not to do a birthday bash and instead do a couple things I thought Ev would like.
So to Yoders we went with Wes for lunch. They had some tiny play equipment and Ev was delighted that her dad went down the slide with her. I was impressed he fit.
We had fun feeding the goats and probably more fun observing the people around us. One lady finally got up the courage to pet a goat and as soon as she had, a huge turkey began angrily sputtering. The lady thought it was the goat and danced back, cursing. She then immediately turned to Evelyn and was like, ‘Oh, baby, I’m so sorry!’. Chuckle.
Next stop was a balloon pick up and then, of course, a trip to Grandma’s. We didn’t last there long as Ev decided it was nap time.
And then back to Grandad and Mimi’s for a dinner with the family, (Ev was a ham), and a little more balloon fun.