Those were not the first words out of my mouth this morning, but they were the first ones my little pixie-girl heard from my lips! Yes, another birthday at our house. She is now seven. This little bundle of energy, joy, sunshine, and giggles is growing up way too fast for my liking. She already has boys standing in line to marry her (three at last count). I know why, too. She is such a sweetheart!
I am ashamed to admit it, but this was her first official birthday party. We have always tried to have a special meal and cake, but when your birthday falls during the week of camp, or the week of moving, it tends to be less than expected. She has uncomplainingly endured for all these years, and I believe she deserves a little praise for her sweet attitude.
Today was extra special. We took a trip to a really cool place that I will post about later – been wanting to visit there for years. Are you wondering?? :)
Here we are, driving down the road (well, Paul was, anyway – we were just along for the ride). You can see she is wearing her special birthday scarf made by Grandma!
Here are all the kids sitting down to a delicious birthday dinner of hamburgers and green beans. Yep. That is what she asked for. Of course, we had cake and ice cream, too. Chocolate. That’s my girl!
She wanted cupcakes, so that’s what I made. Yummy!
I had left all my cake pans at home, so I had to get a little creative. Plus, the oven in the trailer is not working for some reason. Thank goodness for the toaster oven!
Mmm, mmm, good!
Then the opening of gifts. Such unspeakable delights! Sour Patch Kids from Daniel!
Socks?!? Okay, there was a really awesome clearance sale at Wal-mart the other day! :)
There were a lot of other miscellaneous items from all of us, and she had a wonderful time opening and exclaiming over them all. It was a very fun day for our whole family.
And a new outfit for Polka-dot Baby (that is actually the doll’s name, and yes, I do fear for my future grandchildren! Other dolls have been named Little Italy, France, and Mrs. No-Head). Hopefully, the name choosing will improve with age.
Happy Birthday, my sweet Esther! I love you! I am so thankful that God gave you to us seven years ago!