Today was a special day for my sweet girl.
She was so excited when she went to bed last night about waking up as a five year old.
I went into her room in the morning and sang Happy Birthday while we snuggled.
She got to pick whatever she wanted for breakfast.
She chose fruit snacks and string cheese.
There's no accounting for taste.
Daddy called in the morning to wish his baby a happy birthday. He will be home soon, so we've decided to wait until he's here for Alex to open her presents.
I tried to make her day fun and exciting, even without gifts.
Being the birthday girl at preschool was fun for her, and of course she got to bring in a special snack.
Again, her choices sometimes surprise me.
She wanted "ring cookies" (Keebler Fudge Stripes) and strawberries.
Okay Alex. But I'm fairly certain every other kid in the room felt they got gipped out of a cupcake. At least I got off easy.
A few weeks ago, Alex began to ask if she could get her ears pierced for her birthday. I've never had a strong opinion on what an appropriate age for ear piercing is, so I told her sure.
I never thought she would do it.
Well because she's a wimp of highest proportions. Remember her last set of immunizations?
I told her that ear piercing feels like getting shots, and I was sure she would chicken out.
Well she didn't.
Apparently her overarching need to accessorize trumped the pain factor.
So after school, we headed out to Boise to get my baby girl some earrings.
I made sure that the store had 2 employees available to do the job, because I can say with 100% authority that if we had done them one at a time, we would have left with only one earring.
I filmed the act, but had to stop recording to offer a little sympathy to the drama queen.
Ready to go!
(After they marked her ears with the marker, she said "I didn't even cry Mommy!")
The big event
And the aftermath :
Oooh a lollipop!
Alex did that help you to feel better?
She eventually recovered and has spent the latter part of the day admiring herself in every mirror she can find.
After the earrings, we had milkshakes, tried out a new playground, and finished up the day with our first watermelon of the season.
It was a fun day, and I'm looking forward to all the new things this next year will bring.
Like maybe less whining, more self-restraint, and the ability to wipe her own hiney after going number 2.
Am I asking too much?