My Treasure Basket

My One-Year-Old

My mother-in-law celebrated her 51st birthday. All her children except her eldest, who is now in the US, attended her party. Lordly and I pledged to bring spaghetti ingredients and ice cream. They prepared the main dish. Sandie, my sister-in-law, bought the cake. This was a multiple celebration. It is my husband’s despidida party for his business and training trip to the US and a sort of a celebration also of Cedric turning 1 year and 3 months. He is amazing. He has learned that which is usually acquired by a 2 year old baby. For me, my son is really advanced. He can do more than just walking. He runs fast and climbs as easily as if he were used to it. He really has strong arms and legs. But no matter how smart he is, his baby instincts still showed when at his Grandma’s house he saw unfamiliar faces like his Aunt Honey and Uncle Kerwin. Most of the time he enjoys going out but this day was different. It was not his day. He was more grumpy than happy. But everything turned out just fine when his Grandpa caught his attention with a megaphone. He was so amazed at how this bell like thing could make such a loud noise. He was so curious he really wanted to touch it. All because of that Aunt Honey was able to carry him and he did not complain.