G celebrated her 3rd birthday on the 26th. We had it planned for Christmas Day (her actual birthday) but by 5 p.m. that night she was too pooped for it. I believe the exchange went something like this:
Me: G? Are you ready for your birthday party?
G: Do we have to?
Me: We'll have cake and open presents!
G: Didn't we already do that???
So, the dreaded Christmas birthday is already a source of frustration and sheer bummer-ness. But, we'll figure it out and make it work. We had an ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins (which I loved and thought I would hate... just what I need, another junk food favorite). And, she got all the goodies necessary to start dance class on January 5th: leotard, tutu, tights, and tap and ballet shoes. As you can see, she tried it all on right away! Plus, a book about a first dance class which we've already read 15+ times!
image from Waterstones.com