We all joked that it was not permitted, not approved, not allowed. But she did it anyway! ;) I think that's a great sign that we all enjoyed her babyhood, more than words can say, really.
At least a month ago, Indigo declared that Hazel's birthday party would have a theme and that theme would be... origami.
Unbeknownst to me, Indigo saved every piece of origami we made over the summer to have an epic explosion of origami on Hazel's big day.
It's funny, I'm not really one who enjoys parties and for the longest time, I never understood why. Whether it was a work party with Dan or a neighborhood girls' night out, I would almost always rather be at home, no matter how much people try to pressure me or insist otherwise. I'm not a total recluse, I enjoy hanging out with people individually or as couples, but not so much "a party" in the traditional sense.
After Iris was born, I took the Myers Briggs and discovered I am an introvert. An outgoing, friendly, warm introvert who had always been told I was an extrovert. It finally all made sense. Being in large groups generally drains rather than energizes me.
Maybe because of that, I never quite understood the planning that some put into parties. I joke I'm missing that gene. I never understood it, that is, until watching how much Indigo enjoys planning parties.
It brings her so much joy to plan a party. There is so much love in her heart when she thinks of all the ways she will delight the party honoree, down to the smallest details.
Look, Mom! Cups! Because Hazel loves her sippy cup!
It's a way that she gives of herself, shares her creative gifts and shows her love. It has given me a whole new appreciation and admiration for natural party planners.
Now ironically, Indigo doesn't actually enjoy parties - except for family parties, she clarifies. She only likes planning them. She, too, is a friendly introvert, just like her mama. But I sure am glad to have her help with our family parties because she makes everything so special.
The kids wanted to sing Happy Birthday! to Hazel all day long, but here was the official version, sung right around the time she was born, in fact!
Iris sang with gusto!
Of course, no first birthday party would be complete without allowing the new one year old to get their hands on their very own cake to smash. At first she explored cautiously.
Happy Birthday, dearest Hazel Theodora. You are absolutely loved and treasured and we are so very glad that you are ours.