-She helped me make cinnamon rolls for breakfast (helping me means actually helping for about two minutes, and licking a spoonful of whatever dough/batter/icing there is for the rest of the time I'm busy making whatever we're making "together").
-She played in her room FOREVER, and was having such a great time that I decided not to go ahead with my plan for heading to Toys R Us, and to let her play instead.
-We took a trip to the grocery store because she wanted to "help" me make the cupcakes I was planning on making during naptime, and I had run out of cupcake liners. While we were there I got her a princess birthday balloon, which she then carried with glee all around the store.
-She "helped" me make cupcakes (just as much as she helped me make cinnamon rolls).
-We headed to Red Robin for lunch with friends to celebrate the birthday girl. She was so psyched for the waiters to sing "Happy Birthday" to her (she remembered it from last year), but this was the look on her face when they did:
because it wasn't the regular "Happy Birthday" song, but their own version. The first thing she said after they left was, "I fink that was a wittle bit diff-went." But she had a great time sharing her ice cream with her friends:
-During her nap, Grandma and Grandpa arrived. When she came downstairs after her nap she spied a big box of presents they had brought with them. Daddy had just gotten home from work, so she opened the presents, along with a couple from us (we saved most of them until her party the following day).
-She got to choose what she wanted for dinner. She said mac and cheese, but as soon as we got to the restaurant she changed her mind to pancakes. When they learned it was her birthday they put extra whipped cream on her pancakes. What a lucky girl!
-We came home and sang happy birthday to her and she blew out the candles on her cupcakes. She loved it all.
-She got to stay up late and play some of the games Grandma and Grandpa had given her: Cootie and Hi-Ho-Cherry-O. It was a happy day.
Saturday morning she woke up and said, "Mommy, you're supposed to tell me Happy Birthday!" I told her it wasn't her birthday today, but it was her party day. She was satisfied with that and couldn't wait.
Grandma, Rachel, and Mommy went to the store to pick up her cake. She was so excited to come home and put the princesses on it (she got the princesses the day before as a birthday present, and I told her they were for putting on her cake for the party).
The party began a little before lunchtime. The kids (Rachel and five of her cousins) played outside for as long as possible before coming in for pizza).
After lunch and more playing Rachel opened her presents. It was such a beautiful day that she opened them outside. She was thrilled with everything. Her favorite was Tiana's blue dress (third picture below). She'd been wanting it and talking about it forever.
We were most excited to give her the big girl bike. She'd been talking about wanting one for quite awhile and we were sure she'd be thrilled with it. But as soon as she saw it she burst into tears and said, "But I want to ride my old bike!" We don't understand what that was about, because she soon cheered up and was excited about riding her new bike, but it kind of put a damper on our excitement of giving her the bike. Not to mention the damper of me pinching her chin in the strap of her bike helmet, causing her to start crying all over again (and me crying too because I felt so bad for hurting her....and because I'm pretty much an emotional, hormonal wreck at this point in pregnancy!)
While everyone else was playing outside some more, she wanted to play inside so she could wear her new Tiana dress. We told her she could try it on and show everyone.....but then she played outside some more, without the dress.
Finally it was time for cake. She loved having everyone sing to her and laughed the entire time.
(And for those of you who are wondering....34 weeks down, and only 6 weeks left! This baby is coming SOON!!!!)
2 comments:
It sounds like a great two days! I love seeing the pictures of her energy and enthusiasm!
Oh, these were so worth waiting for. Love how much she enjoyed it. This is a great age for excitement, isn't it? I hope all her birthdays are as happy as #4 was!
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