| August 9, 2003: Ta da! I'm 1!  |
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What a great day! I had lots of friends over for a water-play birthday party. I played with friends in the kiddie pool. We also set up a Slip N' Slide for the older kids, including Dad and my 15-year-old cousin Kathy, who decided to slide down it together. |  |
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Of course, there was also cake. First, there was this big cake for everyone else. Lo and behold, though, as I sat there waiting to be served a piece, I was suddenly presented with my very own cake. Having never tried cake before, I started out slowly. I put my fingers in it and then more of my hand. |  |
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I wasn't sure this new sensation was okay to put in my mouth, though, so I shook my hands to get the frosting off. When Mom and Dad let me feed some of this new stuff to them, I knew it was okay. |  |
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Then I plunged forth, smearing it and squishing it and having quite the fun. Afterward, Dad literally hosed me and my high chair off. |  |
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Bye! |
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