We had a small party for Max's first birthday. There wasn't really a theme, because, well, we're lazy. Though there was a robot cake (made by yours truly)!






And cake pops! Faces kindly provided by my mom and the food coloring markers.



Needless to say, the birthday boy needed to shirtless for the cake.






I did not let him at the fondant, though there was more than enough buttercream under it to make him happy.

And there were presents! But more importantly, PAPER!




A good time was had by all. Except the robot. Poor tasty robot.

Max got a new onesie




and totally joined the band as percussion. On the rattle. It's no cowbell, but hey, can't win them all.



(New flight of the conchords season on HBO!)