Caedmon's Bread Party

I've been meaning to post pictures of Caedmon's very own bread party, in honor of his favorite food, since we celebrated his first birthday a couple of weeks ago.  After months of debating, we decided on a smaller affair, which turned out to be a good idea, because Caedmon was overwhelmed by all the commotion and attention as it was.  More than a few times, he burst into tears and we had to take him to his room to play quietly for a bit before rejoining the festivities.  Still, it was a joyous occasion.  One year is quite the milestone, and it was as much a celebration for me and Wayne, having survived the first year of this crazy new life we now lead, as it was for our little man. 

Happy birthday, Caedmon!  May you always know the simple joy of a good loaf of bread and the warmth of loved ones with whom to break it with.

The man of the hour in his birthday crown and bread shirt!

 The invitations I made to fit the theme.

I used the handy-dandy EuroSealer I had sitting in the back of our junk drawer to pare down regular sized ziplock bags. (I never thought I'd actually put that thing to good use!)

Our fare for the bread party was not for the carb-conscious! The menu consisted of tarragon chicken salad sandwiches, baked sausage strata (using cubes of bread), chocolate chip bread pudding, cheese and crackers, bran flax muffins with cream cheese frosting, and fresh strawberries.

Packages of freshly baked chocolate chip banana bread sit waiting for guests to take them home.

Vanilla bean cake with mocha frosting, shaped as a loaf of bread!

Overwhelmed by the commotion, Caedmon seeks a little comfort from Mom. 

 Oh, how far we've come! 

"Hi, it's my birthday."  "So I've heard.  I'm quite enjoying myself, thank you..."

"...Especially this show; your dad is hilarious."  Lunch and entertainment--Caedmon and Kaylee giggle over Wayne's antics. 

 It's my party, and I can cry if I want to... Caedmon burst into tears as soon as we finished singing "Happy Birthday" to him.  After watching the video later, I realized that he was reacting to our applause!  My poor boy was scared of all the sudden, loud noise. 

In all the commotion and hullabaloo, I forgot to set out the one game I had planned that I so creatively named "Guess How Old Caedmon was in the Photo".  Emily and Ed played after all the other guests left.

 New toys for the birthday boy--his very own (old) cell phone and a new bouncy ball!

Turning one was fun, and now on to... the terrible twos?!