Once upon a time, a little baby named Eleanor prepared for her very first birthday. She spent weeks trying on her very best pink dresses. . .
and her very best jewelry (Great-Grandma Rochelle's jewelry).
She waited patiently for her Grammy and Papa Beck to visit. And one day, they finally arrived!
For her first birthday, she had all sorts of activities planned to share with her grandparents. In the early morning, she daintily posed with her 'digger' cake (see earlier entry).
Next on the schedule was her Music Class at SUNY Potsdam. Eleanor dressed in her very best birthday dress and hat and purse. . .
and sang to her heart's content with Papa,
and flirted with all the little boys. . .
and hit sticks with Grammy. . .
and watched all the little kids sing and sway.
You may be surprised to hear that Eleanor was the most stylishly dressed at music class.
Then it was time for Eleanor to open voluminous amounts of birthday gifts. Eleanor's adored her new Olivia doll from Grammy and Papa, and gave it a spontaneous hug.
She expressed shock and awe at Andrew and Christina's silky bell dress.
Eleanor caressed her pretty pink corduroy dress from the Murrs and adored all the attention she was given as she opened all her new things.
Then after a delicious meal of pizza, we all sat down to share Eleanor's beautiful pink birthday cake. . .
and Eleanor contemplated all that had happened in her first year of life.
She pointed to her new dress to be sure we all admired its loveliness. . .
she ate lots and lots of cake, and rubbed the buttery frosting all over her chubby little face, and then she began to feel very tired. And so Eleanor had a bath and went right to sleep.
The (ruffle-bottomed) End.
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