Now that there is a chill in the morning air and the back-to-school buzz is upon us, let's rewind to Roo's third birthday, way back in early August, shall we? I'm certainly not winning any awards for conscientious documentation this year, but I'll just keep on plugging along.
As has become our tradition, we celebrated our sweet and sassy girl with a simple family meal. I have a hunch that this will be the last 'low key' birthday for our social butterfly, with preschool on the horizon, she is already making out imaginary guest lists for next year (and Smith and I are anxiously scouting out hiding spots... party?! oh dear ;)
Roo requested a pink strawberry princess cake, and I went as girly as I could muster. Smith thoughtfully illustrated a special birthday card, highlighting his sister's underwater adventures with a crew of animals and dinosaurs. James worked his burrito magic, which has become a true household favorite (and life saver) in this summer of morning sickness.
Roo could not have been more delighted by every single effort. She loved her cake, her card, her meal, and especially her tidy pile of presents. A child who is happiest when she is the center of attention, but also surprisingly full of gratitude, she really does make throwing a celebration in her honor a complete pleasure.
To our big girl, our baby Roo... you are so brave, full of spirit, and have such a joy for life. You sing your way through all the mundane tasks of the day, and you make our world brighter, bolder, happier, louder, and just a whole lot more fun. Thank you for sharing another wild, willful, and wonderful year with us. We all love you so very much.