First Birthday Party...

What can I say?  My baby is ONE!  

There really wasn't a theme.  Well, unless you consider Banner to be it.  The invite had a dinosaur on it, the cakes were all about THOR (of course) and the decorations mainly involved pictures of my baby over the last year and a fabulous Banner banner made by his pseudo-aunt, Melissa.

Most importantly, the party was all about BANNER.  There were no other babies in attendance.  Just people who love our baby and wanted to celebrate with us.  

We thought it was perfect.

Banner had a great time.  Even though the party went on for hours (and he skipped his afternoon nap), he never fussed or cried.  Just smiled, giggled and crawled around with a green balloon tied to the back of his blue jeans and a newspaper hat on his head.  He ate cake, opened presents and insisted on going for about fifty rides in a red shoe box.  

It was a wonderful afternoon.  I wouldn't change a thing.

(I don't think Banner would, either.)

Now for the pictures:

Balloons are awesome because they defy gravity.
They blew Banner's mind.

Banner and his grandparents.

Banner with all his aunts and uncles.