Last Friday, my not so baby girl turned 5. She immediately asked to start kindergarten, because she was 5. She also wanted to paint her own nails, get a cell phone, get her ears pierced and wear make up. Apparently, age five is pretty much like being a grown up!
The day started with sour creme doughnuts that I had bought the day before for breakfast. You all know that we eat as healthy as possible, but birthday's are meant to be filled with sugar and carbs, right?!
After using up 17 hours of the day to pack all the necessary items, food and people for the pool, we arrived to find it was closed which was devastating to Brookie since that was what she wanted to do on her birthday. She quickly wiped her eyes, brushing back threatening tears and I felt terrible we couldn't continue with our plans.
We headed back home where I made a special birthday lunch: Turkey and Cheese heart sandwich, apple stars, and a rice cake with peanut butter and a frosted "5" shaped into a heart. She loved it!
Her dinner request was macaroni and cheese, potato chips, chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and rocky road ice cream. I made everything homemade (except the chips, of course), and I'll tell you what, it was amazing.
She wanted to do cake before presents, which is what we did. I am in love with my mad cake decorating skills. If you ever need lessons, I can teach you all about how to make it look like a five year old made the cake! In my defense, it tasted divine!
While I cleaned up from dinner, she spent quality time with daddy, and then we took a few pictures...
A little later, she opened presents
We finished off the day with a walk to the park, and found hopscotch someone had drawn on the sidewalk.
When we got home, we skyped my parents so they could watch while Nate brought out the present from them: Brooklynne's very first bike. She was thrilled and wouldn't stop riding it around the house! Before she went to sleep, I asked her what her favorite part of the day was and she replied, "my bike". Good job, Mom. ;)
Later on, Nate and I crept downstairs and got into the leftover cake. We stood over it laughing and giggling like 2 little kids getting into trouble while we shoveled it into our mouths. It was good. It was so good. The next day I took the last big chunk of it, put it in a container and gave it to a friend. I didn't need that in my house any longer! :)
Like any parent, I am a little sad that my little girl is growing up so much, but I want to focus on the positive. She is healthy, something that many parents do not have the privilege of saying. She is happy and fun but also has a serious side, too. She can pull out a pretty good attitude when she wants to which we quickly work to get rid of. She loves me so much and has recently started saying, "you're the BEST" while giving me huge hugs. Her and Joey are best friend and normally play together so sweetly. I am so, so blessed that I have had 5 full, wonderful years with my little bestie!