Zevan turned one year old at 12:35 early this morning/late last night.

Wow.

One. And the little stinker refuses to sleep through the night. I’m lucky if I get 3 hours straight. UGH. Last night was bad for sleeping.

He was great all day – he slept in a little, then he had a little catnap before everyone arrived at noon.

He had a very nice birthday party yesterday. Grandpa, grandma, Aunt Georgiana, Uncle Tom, Johanna, Jeff, Paxton, Emmitt, Andrea, Emily, May and Hunter came to celebrate with the four of us. We just ordered pizza and Doug’s mom brought fruit, and Georgiana and Tom brought veggies and dip.

The weather was just right, so the kids got to play outside – and with the Jeep. We did a Blues Clues theme – tablecloth, plates, cake. It was a really nice day.

Zander was having trouble with it not being *his* birthday, so he got to help Zevan open gifts and blow out his candles. He even got a gift of his own to open.

Although there was a lot of activity going on, and he did get a little overwhelmed, he didn’t cry or get cranky while everyone was there. After his nap, however… It just seems like his separation anxiety is on full force lately. He only wants mama.

Lester came down from Denver in the late afternoon and we all went out to dinner at Amanda’s Fonda on Colorado; we sat on the back patio. Very nice. Lester is teaching Zander the derivative of x² is 2x. :lol:

Lester hung out with Doug and the boys while I went to pick up my new-to-me single jogging stroller. I talked to my mom and dad while on the road.

I found out something very interesting. I was telling them about Zevan’s blueberry baby incidents (it happened again on Saturday), and my mom said that it came from the Carpio side of the family. She told my dad and then he told me that Auntie Ciely, Auntie Be and Lola all did the same thing, and were prone to fainting/passing out as adults, too.

So it is hereditary. The funny thing is that I was with Lester when my dad was telling me that Lester’s mom did it, too