Look who had a little party with her friends yesterday.
I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. The child I saddled with the name Beatrix was getting her Peter Rabbit birthday party. The universe must have approved because on August 29th, it was in the low 60's mid-day with a cool breeze, allowing her to wear the perfect sweatshirt that had been handed down to us by Carol's children.
You'll have to indulge me over the next few days as I blog my fantasy party. In the meantime, some cute pictures of the birthday girl with her (costco bought) cake.
Auntie Norma gave us those Peter Rabbit candle holders when Glenn was born. They get used every single year. There are only 6, so the other two kids have outgrown them. Two more years for the Trixster.
"I wish my mom would develop an obsession with The Backyardigans for next year."