A Cake Smash Story

My son turned one today.  I thought this was a perfect opportunity for cake smash photos.  We set everything up, got the cake out, undressed Daniel and set him loose.

Testing the waters.

2 seconds later.

3 seconds later.

Last moment of "cake smashing" (4 seconds later).

He is not interested.  At all.

Nana captures the escapee.

My other kids interpreted this turn of events as an opportunity.

Daddy, ever supportive of mom's memory making endeavors offers the cake again (he ran away, again).

His sister also offered to help.  He was not a fan.

Mommy gave up.

Here's to the shortest, lamest cake smash ever.  Happy birthday baby boy!