Phew – I’m almost done with birthday-palooza. I hate to say it, but I think I’m partied out after this weekend. Seven parties in three days, plus one more tonight and one tomorrow. I’m getting old!
But so is Little Miss, or so she informed me on Saturday.
Me: So do you like being four? Does it feel any different today?
Little Miss: Yes, I feel different.
Me: Really, what feels different?
Little Miss: My tummy.
Me: Your ummm tummy feels different today?
Little Miss: Yes!
Me: How does your tummy feel different?
Little Miss: I don’t know. It just does.
Well, ok then.
And a few minutes later, unsolicited:
Little Miss: Mommy, my arms also feel much longer and stronger now that I’m four, too.
So now if you want to know whether you’re getting older or not, just check out your arms and your tummy. It’s foolproof according to Little Miss!
And yay, she had fun at her birthday party!
Mister Man decorated the birthday cake for her (dairy free cherry with chocolate icing, per request) with her dollhouse toys. They had pizza just like we did — I thought it was sweet that he chose the doll and food that looked like her.
Notice that he also put a begging cat into the tableau. I swear our cats are better mannered than this one!
For the party at the salon, we had ice cream cone cupcakes that were quite yummy — or so I was told. By that point, I was done with cake!
Little Miss and her friends all had their nails painted, hair done, and played fun games like freeze music (or whatever it’s called) and Simon Says.
Her favorite present, of course, was the dairy free chocolates that Mister Man and I bought for her. We’re raising her right!