The Birthday Party

Yesterday, you may recall, was the joint birthday party for our youngest grandchild, Elise, and our daughter Yasmin. There was, of course, a party, and there were, of course, pictures ...

The guests of honor ...

Yasmin is a great cook (like her parents, he said, self-congratulatorily), but unlike her parents, she's also a great baker. Check out the birthday cake ...

Leya recognized what was missing from the cake ...

The happy sisters ...

One ear from the poor owl cake in one hand, and a nice chunk of watermelon in the other ... how much better does life get?

I had to call Opa Rights for my picture with the Birthday Girl ...

One of the gifts we gave Yasmin was a photo book that Agnes created using Photoshop and gazillions of pictures from her wedding. Leya was fascinated by the book and went through it carefully page-by-page, pointing out all the people she knew ... but she wondered why there weren't any pictures of her. The light finally dawned, though: she loudly pronounced that "I was still in Mama's stomach!"

There's no shortage of photographers in this family. Vin wanted to get an extreme closeup of Leya's face, and she was more than happy to oblige ...

And a grand time was had by all!

Of course, now it's all downhill for the rest of the weekend...it's snowing outside (although not nearly like it did in Pennsylvania earlier this week), the honey-do list awaits, and I have to prepare myself mentally for going back to work tomorrow.

But first, I need my breakfast, so that's all for now.

Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo