90th birthday party

Well, the party is over, and it was a fun one, but it was hard on me. Over fifty people came to wish my grandpa a happy birthday, which means I had one hundred legs to walk around and in between.

When grandpa walked into the house, everybody sang to him!

When you're 90 year's old, you get three birthday cakes! That's my grandma telling my grandpa he only gets to eat one at a time, and he decided to eat this one first.

Grandpa's sisters came to celebrate with us. He is the oldest one in his family right now.

This is grandma again, and she's holding baby Adelia, who is the youngest in our family. She is little and very cute, and she didn't even notice me.

Speaking of noticing me....nobody did. I was monitored very closely all day by Hannah. She made sure everybody kept their shoes on their feet, and she didn't let me wander around and eat crumbs of cake on the floor.

After most of the people left, I got to play with Lenora. She is so fun! Lenora is almost 3 years old, and we played Strawberry Shortcake. I thought this game was about eating strawberries -- that's why I agreed to play -- but it wasn't.

All of the partying was too much for Adelia. She was sooooo tired. Believe you me, I know exactly how she felt.

This is me at the end of the day, being carried by Hannah, napping whenever and however I got the chance. I'm kind of glad that my grandpa will turn 90 just once in his life. It was a hard day for me.