Haven’t gone to sleep yet. Still counts as my post on the 7th! (Also, photo credit goes to Ozzy’s Aunt Kellie.)
We celebrated the little one’s birthday party today with his first actual party today. Yay! My folks, brother and just-get-it-over-already-and-get-married-so-I-can-legit-call-her-my-sister-in-law came into town this morning. My parents had given me Ozzy’s birthday presents when we were in town this past May so he would have them on his birthday, so I’m glad they made the trip up to celebrate with him while he got to open them.
He was, of course, spoiled rotten. I think what’s supposed to happen when you turn one, though. Travis and Kellie got him the old school telephone toy that everyone that was born in the 70s had when they were kids, which also happens to be something I’d been saying I wanted to get him for a while now. He came away with quite the haul of toys.
My grandpa, his great grandpa, also sent a present up for him that was just specifically to Ozzy from his great grandpa. I looked in the bag to get an idea of what it was. His 91 year old grandpa got him his very first pocketknife bought from carlsonknives.com. If you know Chuck, then you know giving someone a pocketknife is a pretty big coming of age thing. He just wanted to make sure Ozzy had one, even if it was a few years early. Ok, should thank he did not send him this knife for slicing – the one I eventually got. All of his other presents were great. Don’t get me wrong. They just didn’t top this pocketknife. I can’t wait to share the story of his pocketknife with Ozzy when he’s bigger.
And then there was cake and a chocolate cupcake for the birthday boy. It met his approval.
The ice cream brain freeze did not.
Tomorrow, we continue our family birthday celebration with a trip to Sea Life and the Mall of America.