My baby boy turned one. I couldn't believe a whole year had gone by. He is getting so big and independent, it makes me a little sad. Noah's first birthday was a blast. We did a "Rockstar" theme. We had a tattoo station and a punk rock hair dye salon. Everybody had rockstar shades, guitars & microphones. Noah was mobbed by "groupies".
ROCKSTAR 
To no ones surprise, Noah loved the smash cake. He ate until he was blue ( with icing, that is). And ate, and ate, and ate... 
