Birthday #3

Three years. In some ways, she was born only yesterday. In others, it's a lifetime ago.

Today was her day. She woke up late. She played with daddy. Meals were entirely her choice: Kenny's for breakfast, Burger King for lunch (so she could play, Chik Fil A is closed on Sundays), Logan's for dinner (so she could crack open peanuts), Ben & Jerry's ice cream cake (chocolate) at home for dessert. She got quite the bounty, too.

When we got home from Kenny's, we got the bike she picked out yesterday out of the van. She did laps around the cul de sac, giggling the whole time (well, not when she fell over). She got a 16" Huffy with training wheels that's purple and hot pink. She loves her "pupple bike".

When daddy got tired of running, we came inside to open presents from gamazonas and great-greendad. She got 2 Halloween ponies and a Cabbage Patch Kid (Eileen Amy) from G&G and an outfit for "her baby" from GG. I read her the adoption oath from the doll and she repeated it back to me. Then, she undressed Eiweenamy.

When she was done playing with the doll, she went and got her Play-doh bucket out. I took that opportunity to give her the Play-doh birthday set that we got her. It's 50 colors in little tubs. She used them as stacking blocks and got quite a tower.

Then, it was lunch.

After lunch, we got the mail and there was a package from Aunt Fyoire. RC got markers and more stuff for her 'dough'. She was also excited because this, apparently, fit the bill for the "widdle pwesent" she asked for. She refuses to tell me how big a little present it or what it should contain. Ponies are apparently not little, but the cube priority mail box is. I just hope she uses the markers responsibly. (I threw out the ones she got when we helped friends move because they weren't washable and she colored all over the floor and herself with them - more on the 'herself' later.)

We did some yard work and she helped daddy mow and mommy pull weeds. We had an early dinner and stopped off to get her cake.

At home, she got all excited about fire on her cake. We assured her there would be and she watched me put the candles in it. We sang and she blew them out. She picked at her cake, much as I expected her to - she's not a huge sweets fan.

While daddy gave Corin a bath, I told her the story of her birth day. She asked questions as I talked and it was fun. She had her bath. She took Eiweenamy to bed (after putting her diaper back on, which she had 'dumped the poop out of because it was yucky'). Chrys told her to dream of birthday #4 and she looked at him awestruck.

I abused the fact that I suspect it will be the last one that we aren't required to share. I suspect next year she'll want a party with friends. This year, the day was all about her, but just with family. I think she had a great time.