When I was fostering Isabella in Guatemala, I got VERY spoiled because we had a lady named Sandra cook for us three nights a week. The food was always amazing! Sandra's cooking inspired me to make Guatemalan food for Bella's party. I practiced the recipes every night for an entire week to get them just right for the party (My family was so OVER Guat. food by the time of the party. Ha! ). I even bought a tortilla press and made homemade corn tortillas... the yummiest EVER! I think Sandra would be proud!
Let's get this party started!
Table for two: Mama and the birthday girl eating dinner. My little Latina likes her food flavorful and SPICY.
Jolly jump to keep the kids- big and small- BUSY and havin' fun
Instead of a traditional pinata, Kirk opted for a tortilla throwing contest. The kids had fun chucking the tortillas as far as they could. Can you see Jillian's tortilla in the picture? It's between her and the red cooler. She bit holes in it to make it more "aerodynamic".
Josh and Luke ate more tortillas than they threw. You can see Josh's tortilla above his head!
Ask Bella how old she is and she'll show you one finger....
... and then she claps for herself! Too funny!
Ooh la la! The cake!
I actually picked up her cake at the bakery that morning and it was sooo not what I ordered. They must have decorated it with the lights off!!! Thankfully, they remade it for me. Phew! Crises averted!
New dolly from Nana
After presents, we made a quick change into her birthday tutu and party hat. It was so fun to hear the ooh's and aah's when I brought her outside for cake. This family is used to BOYS, so it was so fun to go a little (or a LOT) foo foo!!!
She loved her cake AT FIRST...
... But then butter cream frosting gets a little nasty after half the cake is gone!
One of our traditions is that the birthday baby gets to feed daddy some birthday cake. Go, Kirk!
When I tucked you in bed at the end of the day on June 29, 2008, I kissed your frosting-scented cheeks and thanked God for your AMAZING life. God has SUCH great plans for you, and I am so BLESSED to be your mommy. I also thanked God for your birth mom and her courage to give you everything she never could. As I rocked you and prayed, this thought came into my mind... "Precious daughter from a distant land... brought to us by the Father's hand". It's true, Bella. God hand-picked YOU. You are special and important and LOVED BEYOND WORDS. Happy 1st birthday, Bellagirl! I love you!!!