Kai-licious

Kai, aka Kai-bo, Kaibertalicious, Baby Kai, and all manner of other nicknames is turning one year old on Wednesday. Hard to believe the little man is already one. The luscious days of lying on the floor watching him learn how to move his fingers, focus his eyes, reach for objects, smile, coo, roll over, get on hands and knees, crawl, and reach for me with all his energy were too rare. I had (have) very little uninterrupted quality time with Kai; this is a poignant milestone. How did he grow so fast?

We will be celebrating this Sunday with three other families. I plan on making a stellar cake from the latest issue of Cooks Country: magic chocolate flan cake. Let's hope it looks like their photos and not some monstrosity from Cake Wrecks.*

I present some photos of the boy.

Mom, these spicy Indian pickles sure are good.

Seriously, do you think this seatbelt is going
to prevent me from launching out of this chair
when you have your back turned?

I have out-standing musical abilities. (Rimshot, please)

This brilliant idea gave mom fifteen minutes to cleanhousedolaundrytakeshowerputawaygroceries
takenapcheckworkemailpouraglassofwineeattoomuchchocolate

Guess what mom? It's an up-the-backer!

* If you have not seen Cake Wrecks, please indulge in my favorite post: Falker Satherhood. It hurts my tummy, I laugh so hard.