{"id":1933,"date":"2009-09-12T22:23:32","date_gmt":"2009-09-13T05:23:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.com\/wordpress\/?p=1933"},"modified":"2009-09-13T12:26:09","modified_gmt":"2009-09-13T19:26:09","slug":"mama-on-this-day-am-i-four","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.com\/wordpress\/?p=1933","title":{"rendered":"Mama? On this day am I four?"},"content":{"rendered":"

I heard that question every morning for two whole weeks before she finally was indeed, four years old.<\/p>\n

And then the day I finally got to say “Yes, THIS<\/strong><\/em> day you are four,” she kind of slept in. I had to practically sit on Emmy to keep her from going to wake Ad up, she was so excited.<\/p>\n

Addie finally sprung out of bed, threw on the dress she had picked out three days prior for her birthday, and clamored downstairs to get the day started.<\/p>\n

First stop – she “hugged” her pinata to check if Mama had filled it with candy. I had, and she could barely lift it.<\/p>\n

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Next, she checked out her chalk-card in the courtyard.<\/p>\n

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And then we opened some presents! I think one of her favorites was a pettiskirt that I had bought for her almost 2 months ago. It went on straight-away.<\/p>\n

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We got Em off to school, and Daddy off to work and then we went to finish up last minute party preparations. And had a little birthday lunch – noodles at Corner Bakery – Addie’s choice, of course. (If I had known we were going to try to do a little self-portrait, I might have put a spot of makeup on. And a different lens on my camera. Next time…)<\/p>\n

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Then Em came home from school and we waited for the bounce house to be assembled.<\/p>\n

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And waited for our guests to arrive.<\/p>\n

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We were ready.<\/p>\n

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Finally the guests came, and we jumped…with the pettiskirt, of course! It did not leave her body and looked gorgeous bouncing around all day.<\/p>\n

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Even when the bouncing turned into tackling.<\/p>\n

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We discovered Daddy’s hidden talent of making balloon animals. He figured it out, kinda on the fly, and then all the kids waited in line for a balloon creation.<\/p>\n

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We did a little craft, the kids all decorated their own frames to take home.<\/p>\n

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We ate some pizza.<\/p>\n

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We waited patiently for Daddy to get the pinata hung up.<\/p>\n

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And, after all the kids had a whack at the pinata, Addie took a second shot at it. With a little help from Daddy (and some strategically placed cuts), Addie finally freed all of the candy.<\/p>\n

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And on top of all that sugar, we needed just a little bit more. Time for cake.<\/p>\n

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Hey, that’s me in a photo! Thanks to my friend, Kristen for the photo, and J. for the video<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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Can I have one more cupcake, Mama?<\/p>\n

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Overall? I think we did ok.<\/p>\n

Addie told me when I was tucking her in, “Today was my best birthday ever, Mama.” I know she really only remembers two, maybe three, birthdays – so that isn’t saying much. And it is a lot of work and effort, but I think I’m going to strive to hear her say that every single year.<\/p>\n

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It is so worth it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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