Cason was a wildman on his birthday. He was being extra hilarious, but also extra feisty at times. His screams were off the charts today, some for fun, some out of anger because I told him not to grab an electrical cord, or took something from him, or buckled him into his carseat, etc. But he knew today was special, so he just had some attitude, that's all. He was so funny all day.
I thought he'd like some brown sugar oatmeal for breakfast, but I was wrong. He didn't like it at all. First edible thing he's refused. He instead had a leftover breadstick, like his big sister.

He got lots of phone calls from people who love him. He really likes having happy birthday sung to him. (This specific call was my Grama, but he made this face for all of them)

Then we were supposed to meet my sisters and mom at Starbucks, so I got them ready to go.
Paige had her hair half up, and it looked beautiful, as you can clearly see.

Cason continued his hilarity when we got there, for his aunts and Granny Bob. Here's his Stevie Wonder head swing, in all 3 stages:



He and Paige wore napkin hats.

He also shared/forcefed his Aunt Cassie some mashed potatoes tonight.


But the most exciting of all, at Grama's house he decided his birthday was a good day to start really walking. He took 6 steps all by himself. And then took 6 MORE a while later. Then tonight he took 8 at my dad's! Woohoo! Congrats ma boy!