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So my nephew turned one today. We spent the day outside - first wandering around Drumlin Farm (a working farm that is also run by the Audubon Society - lots of conservation/ animal exhibits), and then back to my brother's house for pizza-on-the-grill and cake in the yard. I suppose when you are a vegetarian, you have to do *something* with the charcoal grill that was a wedding gift. Pizza is a fascinating choice, but there you go. (And when I say "on the grill" I mean just that - pizza dough slapped down on the grill over the charcoal. Part of the process is flipping the partially cooked dough, removing it from the grill to put on the sauce, cheese, and toppings, and putting it back on the grill to heat and melt through. Remove from grill, cut and eat. While I will say the dough got a little too blackened in parts, on the whole the pizza was quite good.)
The neighbors on the right sort of ignore the family, and the neighbors on the left are very very quiet. Seeing as the left of the house is the old part of the town cemetery (dating back to before the town was a town - and seeing as the town was founded in 1711, that was a heck of a long time ago).
We were also celebrating L's other grandmother's birthday (not my mom, my brother's wife's mom). So Nammy and L share a birthday (which I suppose I might have known, but not really).
L's pile of gifts was bigger than him, and he wasn't too interested in the whole proceedings. He was more interested in smashing cake everywhere, and crawling off to the far reaches of the yard. All in all a very enjoyable day (and we made my brother sit down as much as possible, as he has foregone pain medication entirely during the day. Moron.).
The neighbors on the right sort of ignore the family, and the neighbors on the left are very very quiet. Seeing as the left of the house is the old part of the town cemetery (dating back to before the town was a town - and seeing as the town was founded in 1711, that was a heck of a long time ago).
We were also celebrating L's other grandmother's birthday (not my mom, my brother's wife's mom). So Nammy and L share a birthday (which I suppose I might have known, but not really).
L's pile of gifts was bigger than him, and he wasn't too interested in the whole proceedings. He was more interested in smashing cake everywhere, and crawling off to the far reaches of the yard. All in all a very enjoyable day (and we made my brother sit down as much as possible, as he has foregone pain medication entirely during the day. Moron.).
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