Antonio Likes Cake

It's so simple, really. Cake is good.

Antonio wasn't so sure at first, because at the first birthday celebration, he ate a bunch of cake, and then he threw up a bunch of cake.

He didn't want to do that again.

So first he stuck a finger in. Then he stuck his finger in a little deeper. Then he tasted the frosting.

Then he went to town.
I don't think getting Antonio to eat his cake next year will be too difficult.

He had a good rest of the day. We went for a little walk, bought some books for him, bought a birthday present for Havana, then played the rest of the afternoon away.

I still can't believe it. One year.

365 days. Each and every one of them an absolute blessing.

I loved today. I can't wait for tomorrow.