A new bike, hiding in the laundry room, waiting to be ridden by it's new owner.
I know it's cliche, but I still am amazed that this 7 lb 1 oz peanut
is now a Smarty McMathPants
energetic (except when sitting down!)
Who would have thought that the owner of these hunka chunka legs
would now have these LONG legs,
perfect for a round of hotel bed jumping.
The party is over, but Caroline's actual birthday is today. I was teasing her earlier, saying that she won't officially be 8 until 7:32 pm. She was born at 4:32 pm on the west coast, but since we're on the east coast (and have been since she was 18 months old), we have to factor in the time difference. Caroline is a big fan of numbers, but for some reason, she wasn't as amused by this factoid. ;)
To celebrate Caroline's actual birthday, she is bringing in cupcakes to share with her classmates at lunch and we're going out to dinner this evening.
And we can't forget the presents!
I'm not a particularly sentimental person, but it's hard to not feel at least a little nostalgic when you're celebrating the birthday of your first (and only) child. On the one hand, having a big kid is easy (logistically) and I am finally able to sleep through the night (major plus), but sometimes I'd trade all the sleep in the world to see this little person again.
Happy Birthday Caroline!
We love you!!