Just like last year, she made some plans. Plans that became official once stuck to the refrigerator door. After all, we are of the opinion that any day which begins with waffles and ends with pancakes is destined to be delicious.
Honestly all she asked for was a day of books and puzzles... when probed a little further the day then included a picnic and breakfast for dinner. When I asked if by books and puzzles, would she like to go to the library... it was as if I showed up with Ed McMahon and a big over sized check.
And when I further clarified that if by picnic was she okay with avoiding sub zero temps to eat in the back of our car... I might as well have shouted, "Moooove that bus!" She was seriously thrilled.
Why yes, that is frivolous packaging of Hope (& Maddie) favorites. Some of it even purchased solely for the character on the front. I mean-- c'mon-- birthdays only come once a year!Her simple, little requests made it a pure joy to sweeten the pot. A two-for-one pass to the local Jump Zone and Sonic Happy Hour. Two strawberry slushes, one berry one please. The girls only drank 1/3 or less of the small size cups, but the looks on their faces were well worth the buck sixty-five.
(Why can't I get it off italics?? I have no idea, but I'm too tired so here's to rolling with it.)
The girls took a bubble bath to degerm themselves and we settled in for an afternoon of watching borrowed movies and reading books. Even baked muffins for preschool friends. Then Daddy came home with some flowers for his big girl, and this picture made me see.
Four.
Hopey, you are four. Sometimes you seem even older than that with your independence, your creativity, your thoughtfulness, your drive. But you are still our little one... a little girl who needs reassurance and direction, a little girl who sometimes hides behind a shy smile, a little girl who wants to crawl up in our arms in the middle of the night. That's just as it should be because though it's our joy to watch you grow, you'll never be too big for love. And love you?
How we do.
May four be your best year yet.
~ Daddy and Mama
(Why can't I get it off italics?? I have no idea, but I'm too tired so here's to rolling with it.)The girls took a bubble bath to degerm themselves and we settled in for an afternoon of watching borrowed movies and reading books. Even baked muffins for preschool friends. Then Daddy came home with some flowers for his big girl, and this picture made me see.
Four.Hopey, you are four. Sometimes you seem even older than that with your independence, your creativity, your thoughtfulness, your drive. But you are still our little one... a little girl who needs reassurance and direction, a little girl who sometimes hides behind a shy smile, a little girl who wants to crawl up in our arms in the middle of the night. That's just as it should be because though it's our joy to watch you grow, you'll never be too big for love. And love you?
How we do.
May four be your best year yet.
~ Daddy and Mama
2 comments:
Oh what a beautiful day! Rain or shine, you amaze me what you can get accomplished in 1 day with 3 girls...now 4 and under. Good memories! Love that Daddy brought her flowers, so sweet!
Happy Happy Birthday, Hopey! You're getting so big and I can't believe that you're already FOUR!! Love and miss you, sweet girl!
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