Today we celebrated my nephew Steven’s birthday. I was designated as the person in charge of taking pictures of Steven, a job I took very seriously. Except, I first had to get pictures of the food. Cuz I always like to take pictures of the food.
My sister made a really cool punch. Not only was it delicious but it was a great photo op to see rubber water animals floating on what appeared to be glaciers of snow.
It was just way too cool. Pretty yummy too.
Steven asked for a chocolate peanut butter monkey cake so that’s what Corrie made!
She even made some really colorful garnishes for the punch cups. Later I was wondering who spilled red punch into all the cups, and where was the red punch from anyway? Then I realized it was the juice of the maraschino cherries.
The meal was potluck and it was quite yummy.
My mom came up from the Bay Area too!
He was helped by his cousin Ilana.
I thought this was kind of an interesting view with the colored clothes of the adults making a bright backdrop for Steven.
He totally loves stickers… even address labels.
Time for a break to go roll around on the ground.
Break over. Back to opening presents.
Then it was time to eat. So off he went to the kitchen, waiting for his food.
Waiting… waiting… while his auntie followed him around with her camera.
After lunch, it was time for a little recreation.
I was pretty impressed at how athletic he is even at 3 years of age! He swung like a pro. Love that expression!
Then it was Daddy’s turn. It appears Steven is a chip off the old block.
A three year old attention span is almost as short as mine. Steven decided to go for a ride.
But then he changed his mind and took up the catcher’s position. Look at that — hands up and ready for action!
Little Jarron wanted a turn. He was so cute! He knew exactly how to swing that bat. But he’s got a little ways to go in learning how to keep his eye on the ball.
Such a serious expression!
Meanwhile, Matthew got to play around too.
And his auntie got to take photos of him.
Steven continued with the gift opening, this time with his mommy.
Little brother sat there chomping on fingers and kicking his cute little feet.
More cards and presents!
Then, time for the cake. He blew out the candles all by himself. Later I was thinking, who in the world came up with the tradition of blowing out candles, thus passing on saliva and germs to everyone in the party? Good thing I wasn’t thinking that while I was eating the cake.
Time to cut up the cake and enjoy it!
Happy birthday, Steven!