halfway to six

Today, my daughter turned three years old. It makes no sense. I was just pregnant with her a minute ago and now she is one tenth of the way to 30?!

Nola woke herself up clapping in her sleep this morning. We decided it was because she was so excited to celebrate her big sister Ossian’s birthday.

We started the day by sandwiching her between her parents and telling her how ecstatic we were at her birth and how much we love her. Then, we opened a few presents before cooking up some birthday blueberry pancakes adorned with glowing birthday candles. We spent the rest of the day making party inviations, decorating a birthday crown, stringing a birthday necklace, putting on all of the new (used) dress up clothes, making a dinosaur cake, taking a birthday nap in sissy the double-jogger, drinking a special cup of chocolate milk with our lunchtime birthday noodles, checking on our sleeping rocks that we painted and built nests for yesterday, talking on the phone to our grandparents and great-grandparent, and never getting out of our footie pajamas. We shared out dinosaur cake with friends salmon, zoe, cedar and their parents and then had a little jammie jam photo shoot. Now, we’re all asleep.

While eating dino cake at salmon’s house, Salmon’s sister Zoe received three phone calls from friends. She is six. It struck me that Ossian will be receiving important calls from friends someday, too. Well, not someday – in three years. She’s halfway there – unbelievable.

Happy Birthday, my sweet little monkey

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