Here she is modeling the mermaid outfit:
More on the tea set:
The whole gang:
We had a fun visitor:
This year we also had the sandbox:
By the time everyone left tonight, we had pulled out a little sprinkler and the kids were soaked as they ran through it. Lauren Clay was no longer wearing the dress by the time the sprinkler hit the scene, by the way.
Bubbles have become a birthday tradition:
This year we also had the sandbox:
By the time everyone left tonight, we had pulled out a little sprinkler and the kids were soaked as they ran through it. Lauren Clay was no longer wearing the dress by the time the sprinkler hit the scene, by the way.
To finish the party, Lauren Clay opened a new tricycle from Grandmother and Grandaddy (exclaiming, "peddles!"), then while I straightened up, she headed back in the house for a bath and to eat a hot dog with her daddy before bed. As she ate, she clipped her balloon bouquet (thanks, Nana) to the collar of her shirt, then moved it to her plate when she decided it was too much of a challenge to get the hotdog past the strings. Our camera batteries were long gone by that point, so we didn't get any pics, but we do have video to fill in the gaps.
I'm off to bed. We've had a fun, wild weekend and I am tired. I think Lauren Clay enjoyed her birthday; we sure did.
1 comment:
This comment goes for both posts -- what a wonderful way you celebrate her birthday from the time she gets up until the time she goes to bed. It is a good thing I have three weeks before Libby's birthday so I can be planning!
The first thing Libby wanted to do was play with the bubbles. She went through the whole bottle of bubbles that came with it so now I need to go buy a big replacement bottle.
I will get Bobby to show me how to dowload with the cord on this laptop and send you the Ty pictures. Then I can post the ones of Libby's preschool performance that I have been dying to post.
And wait until you see my jewelry that Bobby got me! You better wear your earrings to dinner tomorrow night! He totally surprised me after our impromptu "finance" meeting. And he brought me red roses in the middle of the day which was perfect timing because I had just taken out my mother's day bouquet as he was pulling in the driveway! What a turnaround!
If three is magic, what is thirty-eight? I hope not like the 6 word story from Jon's sermon yesterday, "38 years old,feels like 83." That should be our dinner conversation tomorrow night, what are your six words?
K
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