Diary of a Birthday

Our sweet Geneva Grace turned 4 today.  Here’s a recap:


Her last picture as a three year old – what a wonderful year it was!!!

Birthday breakfasts at our house always consist of homemade waffles or pancakes, berries and fresh whipped cream.  The night before her big day, as I was kissing her goodnight, she requested a can of Princess Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup!  No argument from me – it was much easier to fix!!!

Next came presents!  I love what was captured in this picture because no matter the age or gender of my children, they all got excited about the gifts Nevi opened.  The whole crew spent several minutes decorating play cupcakes, serving tea in the new tea set, and even trying to squeeze onto her new doll bunk bed!

Sam wasn’t too sure about the whole “tea party” thing, but as soon as he saw that chocolate chips were involved, he put his “man pride” aside and dug in!

Millie was so excited to be included.  Now, every day when she sits down in her booster chair for lunch, she says “tea, tea!” until I bring her the little pot full of water.

The tea party was going along fabulously, so I stepped outside to take out the trash.  Sam came running out a minute later, saying in a very serious voice. “We have a situation in there mom!”  I went in to find Millie on top of the table and flower petals strewn all over the place – why do I even take my eyes off her for a minute?

Next it was off to see crazy Dr. Nichols for her 4 year well-child check .  I would have loved to have her dressed in something cute for our day on the town, but I decided to just relax and enjoy the cuteness of the ensemble she picked out herself.  During the entire office visit, Nevi did not crack a smile or speak a word.  When it was time for her vision test, Sam and Millie proudly stood outside in the hall and observed.  At one point, Nevi could not make out one of the pictures on the vision chart, and Sam could not take it a second longer.  He sidled right up next to her and whispered the answer in her ear!  A nice early start to cheating – how proud I was!  We ended the visit with a trip to the bathroom so that she could provide a urine specimen – this was not something she was excited about at all.  She pursed her lips, and looked at me as if to say, “mom, this is the grossest thing I have ever done!”  Sam, on the other hand, tried to take Dr. Nichols up on his  offer to let  Sam produce a specimen too, and was so annoyed when I wouldn’t let him!

Next it was a yummy lunch at Red Robin – soda and fries for everyone!  The kids were so excited.

After a quiet afternoon at home, we dropped Nevi off for some shopping time at Target with Aunt Mim.  Nevi had been pouring over the baby doll aisle there for months, and I was excited to see what she picked out.  When we met back up later in the evening for ice cream, she came running out to our car yelling, “Diapy Wipey!  Diapy Wipey!” as she proudly showed us her new doll.  I can honestly say that I have never seen that sweet girl more hyper or excited!  It was so funny.

It’s become an awesome tradition with 5 kid birthday’s a year to skip the big birthday dinner and just meet for ice cream and presents – everyone’s happy and I don’t have a big mess to clean up.

Then it was off to bed, with the anticipation of a fun friend birthday party the next day – pictures to come.


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  1. Beth Lamont

    I just love your blog! You have such nice traditions and do so much with the kids! This seems to be the only way I can keep up (well sort of) with your kids but it certainly helps!!!! Thanks!

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