“My First Birthday Party”

(as told by Lucy Dog)

I turned one on January 4, 2012. The People had a party for me.

I don’t know why, either. I guess it’s a “people” thing.

Whatever.

So, The Mommy, made cupcakes,

but not for me. I got some peanut butter cookies.

They were OK. Not cupcakes, though.

They sang to me.

I didn’t like it.

Some other People came over with their dogs, like Donna and Charlie.

I like Donna and Charlie.

Sara came over with her dog, CJ. He is still a puppy.

You’d never guess it.

Anyway, we played outside, and then we had snacks, and then everyone went home.

It was kind of a boring party, to tell you the truth. I got to eat some extra cookies, which was cool. The Boys got me some new toys, including a quacking duck. I love that duck. It quacks! Nuff said.

But otherwise? Meh. No games. No pinata. No party hats. Lame.

I DID get this cool snuggie, which I love,

but The People keep it up on the couch, and I have to jump up and drag it down to sleep on it.

You think they’d learn.

January 21, 2012. family, Lucy, special occasions.