Her Day, The BIG 3

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"I'm Free(3)!!"-Lila  
This little girl was so excited to climb into bed, knowing in the morning she would be "3."  Although she is still undecided on if that makes her a "big girl" or if she's still a "little girl" she was excited to put up another finger to show people her age.


She started her birthday week taking cupcakes to share with her friends and library staff during story/craft time.  After requesting (and eating) her favorite breakfast (oatmeal) on her birthday morning, we went to Donut Bank for donuts.  Nana and Daddy surprised our little 3 year old and she happily scarfed down sugary treats and opened a few surprises.
Mini-breakfast party
Our next stop was Toy's R Us!  Paisley got to celebrate his birthday a little early as the store gave both kids their birthday crowns and balloons.  I also let both kids pick out a birthday present.  I never walk into a toy store and let the kids pick something out, but I wanted to give my birthday babies a day they would never forget.  I explained to Paisley that since he would be in school for 1/2 the day on his birthday, we were celebrating him a little early.  He didn't mind!

Birthday Babies!
Our next stop was the carousel on the mall! The spoiling continued after their ride and Lila picked Great Harvest for lunch.  Another surprise visitor met us there...Papaw!! After having full bellies and a new toy to play with, it was time to head home!

Papaw and a new Doc doll
The rest of the day the kids played and waited for daddy to come home from work.  I told Lila I would make her whatever she wanted for dinner and she requested homemade pizza.  After we ate pizza, it was time for cupcakes and presents!!  Her brother was a little green with envy as his baby sister got to pick all the activities and food for the day.
If there was a bubble above her head it would say "Don't blow out my candles."
After the dinner dishes were cleared, the cupcakes were brought out.  We lit candles and sang another round of Happy Birthday to our girl.  She tore through her Hello Kitty wrapped gifts and kindly shared her new toys with her brother that teetered between looking happy for his sister and sick with envy.

We tucked our birthday girl into bed and she was all smiles.  We can't wait to see what her next year of life brings.  Above all we are so grateful that she's healthy, happy and 3!!

Stats from her wellness visit: Height 2ft 11.5in., weight 29lbs. 

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