birthday party for two

I doubled up on the birthday party again this year. I wonder how long I'll be able to get away with that. It was sweet and simple (just the way I wish my girls were sometimes).  Family, cupcakes, presents, pink.

Later that day, long after everyone was gone, my girls stripped out of their pretty party dresses, down to their undies, and played in the dirt outside. And, to be honest, I have no idea which part of the day was their favorite part. The party or the dirt.

{Last year's party.}

at the county fair

If you were at our county fair last Friday night and noticed a small, hysterical, pants-less, shoe-less, two year old screaming and rolling around on the grass, well, she belongs to me. And she was mad, or scared, or just plain tired, I'll never really know what the problem was. What I do know is that it was a very dramatic end to an otherwise very fun evening at the fair.

Laci was in heaven surrounded by animals, real pony rides, and a carousel full of pink maned horses. Mia, always her own individual, was terrified of most of the animals, wouldn't ride a pony, or even a horse on the carousel. Her momma forgot to change her, which led to a super leaky diaper, leaving her without pants for part of the evening. And once the shoes were off, she refused to let me put them back on. I'm just glad she had a clean, long top on and her hair was neatly in pig tails, because after screaming her head off for fifteen minutes (imagine the snot) and drooling who knows what down the front of her, we were looking a little like that family at the fair. You know, the white trash one. 

Memories. That's what it's about. Making memories. And there was an equal mix of good and slightly uncomfortable. I'll admit to actually laughing at my inconsolable child because what else are you gonna do?

Ryan was at work, as he usually is during the summer months, but we had a great time with Grammy, Papa, Aunty Beth (who was an amazing Aunty that went on all the rides with Laci), Aunty Kristina, and little Miss Harper (who enjoyed her first pony ride immensely, as evident by her happily yelling at the pony the entire time).

Our evening in pictures:

~ goat butts ~

~ crazy smirk means she was having fun ~

~ observing ponies from the safety of the stroller ~

~ telling secrets to aunty ~

I truly can't wait to do it all again next year.  Except the crying, hysterical part at the end.

(Last year at the fair...such babies).

{august 19} a fourth birthday recap

Miss Laci,

On your birthday...

We ate blue pancakes with sprinkles, just as you requested.

We colored and drew pictures, which I'm pretty sure is your favorite thing to do these days.

You wore your favorite Ariel nightgown for as long as possible, but mean old momma made you get dressed before opening your present.  You picked out your own clothes and asked for "fluffy puppy ears" in your hair.

Mia got a present, too, because that's just how we do things around here.

 

You opened your present and jumped on the bed.  As predicted, you didn't really care about the Rapunzel doll, it was all about the horse.  I wish it would always be this easy to make your dreams come true.

 

We played outside in the pool, fully clothed.  It was really hot and I let you pour water over my legs.

A helicopter flew by our house.  You and Mia were very excited, as if this doesn't happen almost every single day.

We sang silly songs and ate baby ice.  Mia was our DJ.

 

 

Your Grammy and Papa came to visit and brought you tiny ponies.

You took a bubble bath with Mia and washed your new tiny ponies.

Then, you and Mia and I snuggled on the couch together (daddy was at work).

I told you that no matter what happens, or what you do, or what I do, I will never, ever stop loving you.  Ever.

I sang Baby Beluga to you, like I have since you were just a tiny baby.  It amazes me how this song will still put you to sleep...if you are tired enough.

I think it was a pretty perfect birthday.  I hope you think so, too.

Xoxo, Momma