The day of the party arrived. Jester didn't sleep very well that night. He was too excited. The guests started to arrive. All of his closest buddies were there. I could see him starting to relax and enjoy himself. I was so glad, because after all, this was a celebration of his life. The fun began.......
Papa gave some wicked airplane rides. I've never seen someone be an airplane and a lazyboy at the same time. That takes talent, folks. I think I even saw him give Nana an airplane ride.
Here's Jester getting cozy with one of his party guests. "Why is Jester sitting on Ari's lap?" Bill whispered to me. I shrugged my shoulders, "Not sure, Bill. Just let him be. It's his birthday and if he wants to sit on Ari I suppose he can."
Here's Jester stuffin' his face with some good eats. I made his favorites.......who can resist perfectly steamed green beans slathered in butter? I sure can't.
And here is the teddy bear cake inspired by Jester himself. Bill and Papa thought Jester would appreciate a teddy bear with a brightly burning candle right where it counts. My teddy bear went from cute to questionable. They were giggling like a bunch of school girls. "Okay you guys.....seriously...STOP IT! We're not embarrassing Jester on his 1st annual." I said above the giggles.
Here's the birthday boy enjoying his cute teddy bear cake. I think he secretly enjoys resembling a teddy bear. I mean, you can't ever get upset at a teddy bear....and every one's instinct is to hug teddy bears. It's a sweet life.
The party was a success. Someone even commented to me that they could tell Jester is special to us. "He is," I said with a grin. And what's important is that he knows he's special....our little teddy bear is now 1.