Happy Birthday!

Finally, I am 1 (one) year old. Guess what happened?

My relatives made me a party.

First, they fed me well so that to be in shape to run around. And I did and one of my guests was following me all the time. I am not yet let alone but be aware when that time comes!

So, let’s start with the begining. I do a lot of sports and anytime I have the chance, I fetch balls, wires and so on. And so I did at the party.

I preferred the world globe to a simple ball. I knew if I were smashing it on the floor, all parts of it would go apart. I was not wrong. My dad and my aunt had a hard time putting the pieces together again. Yet, it was fun for all of us.

Then, I have seen the phone on the couch. It was so colorful and so tempting.

Hmm, that grandfather of mine was trying to explain me how the phone works. Had he not noticed I already knew that? 

As all things are once interesting, I moved to the next attraction of the basket and I fetched it.

I still wonder what it is. Then my grandfather entertained me.

I went to sleep a little and, while I was sleeping, my guests prepared me a mask show.

I did not understand why they felt the desire to become giraffe or else. One thing was certain: Master Yoda was supervising everything.

But, why giving just details, the main atraction of the evening was my cake.

I hope everyone enjoyed it.