three years (and two days) ago on a cold, cold, snowy january morning.....
two days ago. she turned three in the early morning and we greeted her (in the not quite as early morning) by singing happy birthday. she listened with eyes squeezed tight, and a huge grin spread across her little face.
first things first, we directed her attention to the mass under a blanket on the couch. she approached cautiously and, when the whole thing moved, stepped away a bit scared. I helped her uncover what was hiding.... 25 balloons. we are still having balloon fun around here.
and then it was time to get down to the business of breakfast. she'd requested blueberry muffins. thankfully, something that was totally doable. she and papa were on it.
as the muffins baked, she opened her gifts. a new drawing pad and pencil, some tea, a cash register, flowers.... pretty simple
and then it was time to eat. and drink. hot cocoa for her, in the santa mug of course. I think she is under the impression that hot cocoa must be enjoyed out of a santa mug, and nothing else. I am okay with that.
candles lit, songs sung. and hello, three.
the day continued in a somewhat typical lazy fashion. there were surprise guests bearing gifts, cards to open, dinner out. ice cream included. now I just need to get my letter written (one each year on her birthday and mother's day) and add it to the growing pile in her little box. happy happy birthday sweet one.