
February 8, Mary turned 1.

Her party started without her. Apparently she was too exhausted from the wedding the day before, and took a very long nap. When she FINALLY woke up, after dinner and half-way through the Super bowl, this is how she felt...


Mary didn't want her dinner. She didn't want her presents. 10 adults gathered around her high chair and sang her happy birthday... which sent her into a fit of terrified tears. Her nose began to run, her head felt hot, and she just wanted me to hold her. Poor girl went to bed early, with no cake. She wouldn't have anything to do with it.
The next morning (which was her true birthday), the house was empty. Her new toys were waiting for her...
I felt hopeful that today would be a better day. And so did she.The little girls across the street came and brought her balloons.
She discovered a left-over cupcake (but she didn't want to hold it and eat it herself)

And we finally got a smile. Happy Birthday Mary Mae!
***Mary's partying caught up with her... and the rest of us. Whatever it is that is going around, we got it. And poor Mary's turned into double ear infections. Happy to report, we bounced back to full health.***