Malia's birthday is on Friday. This is the first year that she's really understood what was coming and the anticipation has been killing her. Due to our every other week dinner at my folks' house schedule, today was her day to be sung to with the cousins and she knew it. We have choir practice before church and as soon as it was over she asked if it was time to go to Papa's house. Ummmm....no. Big sigh from her. As soon as sacrament meeting was over she asked again. Still no. Another big sigh coupled with a groan. Off to primary we went and as soon as the prayer, scripture and talk were over she popped right out of her seat and announced to everyone that it is her birthday this week. Poor brand new primary counselor. She is yet unseasoned in the ways of sunbeams whom you have to love, even if they belong to you and are the cause of a mid-opening exercises eye roll. Two minutes later is was actually time to sing to her, but of course everyone already knew that. So primary continued and eventually she was off to class. After church, about two minutes after arriving home, again the question about Papa's house. Definitely no...but getting closer. Cheers. Seeing the decorating of the cupcakes seemed to appease her some. And then finally, FINALLY, it was time to go. Big cheers from the birthday girl.
It has been fun to add some girly themed cakes to my repertoire over the last few years. I actually got to buy pink food coloring this year which has never happened before. And none of my boys would have appreciated the Hello Kitty cupcake toppers, but Malia loved them.
And finally the moment arrived: who has a birthday? “Me!”
Malia’s real birthday is on Saturday and we've invited Kev's family to celebrate with us. She's still super excited. She's already asked me if tomorrow is Saturday.
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