Tomorrow night marks Eliza's third, and last, birthday party to celebrate her turning one year old. (Yes, a bit excessive in my opinion as well. If there weren't presents that needed to be opened by yours truly I might have had to put my foot down.) So far she has been oh-for-two as far as partaking in the stereotypical shoveling cake in her mouth with a look of joyous rapture that her Mommy can catch on film for posterity's sake. My Mommy's hoping that the third time is the charm. We'll keep you posted......