Scott's First Birthday Party

Scott's first birthday was on August 26th. We celebrated by having a party for him at his Great Aunt Denise's and Uncle Randy's house. Lots of people came to wish him a happy birthday and to watch him eat his first cake.

Denise and I worked on birthday cakes until late the night before his party. Why does it always seem like I am decorating cakes late at night?

The small cake (above) was just for Scott and the monkey cake (below) was for everyone else. We also made some cupcakes with bananas on them.

Scott's birthday lunch....Gerber Lasagna with meat sauce....yummm!

Maddi Gallamore giving Scott some tips about eating his first cake

Uncle Randy, Schaffer and Lib Harris

Grandma and Mam-aw

Ashley and Daniel

Kirby and Daisy

Sophie Gallamore

Papa and Mema

Scott playing with one of his new toys, a Dora car. How many time have I heard, "We made it to the carnival and danced the fiesta trio!" Ugh!

What's better than a stuffed animal that is bigger than you!

Scott savoring his motherload of gifts!!

Coming home from Ruidoso

On our way home from Ruidoso, we spent the night in Lubbock with our friends Jacob and Georgia Reed. We had a great time hanging out with them, and Scott enjoyed playing with their toys.




When we arrived home Scott managed to find his very favorite food...Gerber crunchies (a.k.a. baby cheetos). You can see a mischievous look on his face as he breaks into the container.

Typhoid Scotty in Ruidoso, NM

Early in August we spent a week in Ruidoso, NM. Grandma, Grandpa, and Mam-aw were also able to join us. Our condo was located on top of one of the surrounding mountains and had an amazing view.

It was a great trip and only tainted by a nasty stomach bug. Scott appropriately gained the Typhoid Scotty. The day before we left for NM Scott went to Mother's Day Out and got sick while he was there. The next day Grammy and Grandad came over for a morning visit while we packed for the trip. By the time we arrived at our condo, both Scott and I were throwing up. By Sunday, Grammy, Grandad, Mike, Grandma, and Mam-aw had all come down with it. Grandpa was the only one spared. As you can see, Typhoid Scotty was quite fitting.

Illness and all we managed to get some good photos of our cute boy.

View from our balcony

Views from Ski Apache

More views from our balcony

Poppa and a sick little boy