I celebrated my first calendar birthday this weekend...on 7/7 to be exact.
I definitely feel much older, wiser and more mature...but I'm not sure if I'm actually 1 or not! Since I was a bit too excited to enter the world 3 months early, Mama & Daddy (and all my doctors) keep referring to my "adjusted age" by subtracting those 3 months where I sat in my incubator, from my calendar age. So, they are telling me that I'm only 9 months adjusted. This does have some merit developmentally since I'm just now trying to crawl and pull up to stand, but it definitely is confusing for a little dude to understand! So, this is how I see it...every year I will celebrate my calendar birthday on 7/7. AND every year, I will celebrate the date that I came home from the hospital, which was right around my due date - 9/24. See how clever I am?
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My first Daddy-Hercules skin-to-skin session
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I don't fit as good as I used to...
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Anyway - I had a lovely first CALENDAR birthday celebration at Grammie & Grandpa's house. Boppy & Granddad came up to help me celebrate, and we all drove to Elk Grove for the festivities. I dove right into the pool with Ertle the Turtle...and Daddy & Granddad took turns pushing me around. I only tipped over once, which startled me a bit, but I'm a tough dude!
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Granddad & Daddy aren't paying enough attention to me!
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Some of our family friends also came over to help me celebrate, as well as my nanny Heather, Auntie Aubree & Uncle Ben & Auntie Kelly & Uncle Tomo. Great-Grammie was also there...she is super cool!
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Sitting with Boppy & Miss Heather at my party
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The Markleeville Gang & family at my party
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Auntie Aubree, Mama & me...
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Granddad & Boppy watching me eat my cake!
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Great Grammie is so cool!
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| Thanks Miss Heather for my balloons! |
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I prefer to be naked with my balloons
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Of course, I love being the center of attention...and don't really understand why people don't throw me parties every week! I got several new books, and a few outfits too. Not too many toys per Mama's request because I actually prefer boxes and keys to most any other toy you could buy. Everyone sang me the Happy Birthday song, which was cool, but it completely perplexed me! I got to blow out my big #1 candle on my cake and got to smash the cake with my bare hands. So much fun!
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Grammie & Grandpa - thanks for my party & my celebration cake!
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Waiting to blow out my candle with Mama & Daddy
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| Uncle Ben helping me read my birthday cards.. |
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| Listening to my new books |
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| Playing with Grandpa |
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My present from Boppy and Granddad
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| Some money for college! I promise to read a lot of books! |
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But I think I prefer the envelope...look! No hands!
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I dazzled everyone with my charm and good looks, and got to practice the art of crawling on the floor (I'm still trying to perfect that one).
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The hat is a good motivation to learn to crawl...
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| Proud Hercules! |
Finally, it was time to return home, where I spent a restless night sleep wondering how I can get people to pay homage to me more frequently.
Until next time!
Cheers,
Declan Hercules
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