It's My Birthday!

Or so said Michaela all week long. We celebrated her 3rd birthday at out first "home" event last weekend, having just moved in about 2 months ago. She had been so looking forward to her birthday party all month and it reached a fevered pitch last week, always reminding us just in case we forgot. I have to say, though, it was almost more of a debutante's ball than a 3 year old's birthday party; she was such an extrovert and was in her element. The one thing she didn't get was the piñata, content with only a tap with the stick. In the aftermath, she asked "Uh oh! Why did he break it?" and "Need to fix it...go get tape". She feigned no interest in the entrails of chocolates and sugar as though it were tainted.

One gift we got her was a Thomas the Tank Engine™ set. In her years [sic] of sitting in waiting rooms and visiting various toy shops, she has developed a real joy for playing with toy trains. This is not a girl who adores stuffed animals or dolls (or, sadly, the cats either); she likes shapes, books, and puzzles...and penguins, of course (they're so silly).

So although we were unable to get even half of the "need to finish before the party" items (like the floor or painting, or the back door knob...), the soiree was a hit. And now we can resume our glacial pacing. Next up....sleep.