Angie made cakes today for Isaac’s birthday party next weekend.  Boxed cake mixes and blue frosting from scratch, nothing says love like it!

The “feeding himself” stage is great!  We all get to eat dinner together now.  I hadn’t realized how much I missed eating together.

Most of it made it to his mouth, even though it doesn’t look it.

It only took 338 days to get the “I don’t want my picture taken anymore” hand.  Come to think of it… no one likes their picture taken when they eat.