Now that we have two boys, we have to celebrate each birthday twice. Right?
So we celebrated once at home, giving each boy a ginger cookie with raspberries and a candle, conveniently dovetailing everyone's favourite things.
And we celebrated once with a small gang of friends, where Felix got an icing-less cake - for he eschews all things creamy and sweet - and everyone else got cake with strawberry mousse on it, dished out by big brother, no less.
First birthdays are always bittersweet, I suspect. That sweet chubby baby growing up - so exciting, and tinged with a bit of ache, too. Though there is such fun to be had together now in the sandbox, and though Felix eats dirt with a spoon, and cake with a shovel, he is starting to know what those trucks and digging implements are all about. Of course, in his case, they are mostly about removing sand from the sandbox. But that's ok, we got extra.
And if it ever rains again, we can always do this.