Here she is with her absolute favorite gifts, a fancy dress from Mom-Mom, and a rubber tiara/mirror/wand bathtub play set from Grandma and Grandpa. She's sleeping with the mirror tonight, after Jason wrestled the wand (which beeps and lights up) away from her and the tiara kept falling off in bed.
What happens when Dad shops at Discount Drug Mart for his contribution to his daughter's birthday presents? Two words: Slippery Slope.
We made cupcakes out of oatmeal snack cake with caramel frosting - it looks sort of like the cat coughed up something in the cupcake liners, but it tastes really good. And at least the kids in her preschool won't be pooping green food coloring for three days like they do after most birthday cupcakes.
The three-year-old snarfed down every bit of that cupcake (frosting) about 30 seconds after she got the third candle out. Pesky last candle took three blows to extinguish.
Still to come, when I have time to edit when the kid can't hear the computer - video of her on the inflatable trampoline thingee we bought her.
No comments:
Post a Comment