George! George! GEORGE!!! Georgito, Porgie Georgie, Demon Baby, Monkey George.

So happy we made it through, buddy. One, one, one, one, one!!!

I love you, too, baby. You’re welcome for being born. 

We hired a professional face painter. She’s available for children’s birthday parties and weddings.

Everybody was looking good.

And spooky!

Somehow I managed to snap a photo of this little devil. He runs away like I’m trying to steal his soul!

Our oven broke! We had to bake these gourmet cupcakes in neighbor Dorothy’s oven.

Hey Sebastian, you’re next.

It was a rather blustery day.

Too coo’ for the group photo.

Almost all the cousins minus ones really important one.

It was easy to forget I looked like this.

Hero in a half shell!

Shout out to all our peeps in Utah, California, Northern Ireland, and Uzbekistan who couldn’t be here today…

George loved it. I get the feeling he needs this much activity and attention every single day.

Soon everyone got tired.

Except these three. A few seconds later they had the car, the tractor, the tunnel, and the swimming pool up there.

Thanks to Christopher Robin for all his hard-partying good work on this fiesta.

And now it’s time to say goodbye to all our company. 

Love you, Georgie! You’re the absolute best baby a mom could ever have.

Later, skaters.

Why are you still here? It’s over. The blog post is over.