21 November, 2014

Her Highness.

My baby turned three last month.  In the days since her birthday, she's changed so much it's hard for me to remember what it was like when she couldn't talk... *lol*

For instance, this morning in her sleep Madam verbally accosted me with "look what you did to my back!" and violently rolled over, yanking the duvet up over her head.  I found a hat I liked in TK Maxx last week, so I tried it on and asked her what she thought of it.  Cue deadpan face and the assertion that I couldn't buy that hat.  When I asked why, I was informed that I was too old.  This led to a ten minute showdown in the accessories section during which she repeatedly took the hat from me and hung it back on the wall with the reiteration that I was too old to buy that hat.  When she's really mad at me, she says "you t-shirt not perfect."  Shades of a certain Auntie that's a bit of a fashionista... you know who you are.

The party was, as per our usual, a total blast.  House teeming with friends, table teeming with food, yard teeming with overexcited and sugared up children.  Perfection.  I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.

 That's a happy girlie at the end of a very successful birthday party.  Mission accomplished, to be repeated next year.

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