Last Wednesday, Alice and I celebrated our birthdays together. She turned two and I turned 26. My digital camera hasn’t been focusing well lately (I have to get the lens recalibrated or whatever), so I turned to my Polaroid and a few packs of expired film. Might as well use it because the quality’s not getting better.
These look like how instagrams are meant to look.
We had a small party with friends and family at our house–angel food cake, bubbles, sidewalk chalk. Tiny pizzas, round rice krispie bars, and little round cheeses–moon-shaped food. The kids played with moon dough–white homemade play-doh with gray swirls. Alice got lots of books, a moon that hangs on her wall and lights up with changing phases, and sewing cards.
That night I went to the opening party for Big Omaha, a two-day entrepreneurship conference here in town. More on that later, I think.
Happy birthday dear Alice.
Polaroids are fun.