When the boys woke up and after every nap, we sang "Happy Birthday" to them. They had a grilled cheese sandwhich with grapes and manderine oranges for lunch (their favorite foods). They got to go swing at the park AND go the pool in the afternoon. Eric and I (okay, let's be honest, it was all ME) reminisced the entire day of what happen the day the boys were born. At 5:16 and 5:17 pm (the times they were born), we sang "Happy Birthday" to them again.
Mom, Kaylyn and Mamaw came over for dinner and we had pizza. Then we all sang "Happy Birthday" again (I think this might have been the last time!) to the boys and watched them smash their own cupcakes and smear it all over their face.
I think Eric and I were way more excited it was the boys birthday than they were. I can't quite figure out why it's so special to us...it is because we made it through the first year? Is it because they're no longer babies and we have toddlers? I don't really know. But I do know this: we couldn't love these precious little boys if we tried! Our lives have been so blessed by these little ones. We have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know their fun and unique personalities.
Here's everyone enjoying the pizza. Think we should start thinking about getting a bigger table?:)

