I am very excited to tell everyone about Zoe’s first birthday. I will start by telling everyone how quickly it came upon us. I can hardly believe that she is already a year old. This year has been the best and fastest moving of my life! I thank God for my little bumper! I started telling everyone I know that Christmas Eve no longer exists, its now officially “Zoe’s Birthday.” Kris feaed, as did I, that Zoe wouod be cheated out of gifts for her birthday by the old, “this is for her birthday and X-mas” combination gift trick. Which someone in our family wasted no time in doing already. Oh well.
Anyway, on to the story…

When Zoe woke up on her first birthday, she was happy to see both her Mommy and Daddy standing over her crib. We took her out and into the family room where she was able to gaze upon a room filled with birthday balloons, presents, and a beautiful red velvet cake with pink frosting touting the phrase ” Happy 1st Birthday Zoe” that Kris made herself and even did the lettering, too. Unfortunately, that cake still sits, untouched, in its glass cake holder, awaiting its certain demise via Zoe’s hands. Why, you ask? Ill tell you in a bit. I want to still revel in the fun part of her day.

Zoe got a little push car from her mother that she can ride on or push from behind. Zoe loved being pushed on it and loved pushing it up and down the hallway. After playing with her new cart, and other fun kids toys she received, she was whisked away to her high chair for fresh made pancakes and bananas from Mom. She gobbled the sweet cakes down in short order (no pun intended, but definitely funny!) and was off for more play time. Momma put her in a very cute pant/dress outfit that her grandma, Ya-Ya, got for her. a few hours and a full bowie (bottle) later, she was ready for a nap. She had a great nao and woke up to her smiling dad.

Kris had some errands to run so we (Kris, Uncle Fred and I) headed out for a quick lunch and a stop at Target. I couldn’t contain the joy i felt playing with my little girl, spinning, swinging and flipping her over while waiting in the checkout line. No, I didn’t drop her, but thanks for the nice thought (heavy sarcasm). She was in a great mood as we strapped her in to the car seat. no, we didn’t wreck either. Halfway home, is when it happened. I will use the words of my favorite comedian, Brian Regan. Everything on Zoe’s inside, wanted to be on her outside. She started vomiting in the car something awful. I was driving the car and looked back in the rear view to see what was happening. My poor girl emptied the contents of her stomach all over herself. I later, in jest, described it as looking like “snakes in a can,” those joke party favors. When we got home, diarrhea soon followed.

I must say that seeing my daughter vomit is a very sad feeling. She has a look in her eyes like she doesn’t understand what is happening, and I can’t explain it to her. It hurts.

Zoe is still sick even today. She tried so hard to have fun that night when our entire family came over for our annual X-mas Eve, excuse me, Zoe’s Birthday party. She tried so hard to have a good time on Christmas Day as well, but she was just so listless and dehydrated that she could barely stand up.

Today, she is showing slow signs of improvement. Hopefully, she will get to smash that nice cake her mom made for her before it spoils.

Ill post the pics we have shortly…

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