And then I got an epidural. Bliss, and then it seemed like we did so much waiting for her to finally make her arrival. She finally did; we were overjoyed, and then I passed out.
But that's another story. :-)
I'm also resisting the very real temptation to get all teary and emotional and expound on how much I love this kid, how much she has added to our family and how much she, as her name suggests, brings light to our lives.
I could go on and on, but I won't. For your sakes, and because I really would get all weepy, and a weepy lady sitting at a computer desk while typing is just weird.
Anyway, my firstborn had a long list of things she wanted for her birthday. The list included this:
(She's either excited or imitating what her face would like if she hung it out the window while we were driving down the highway. )
And, just to prove that fairies do indeed exist and that they do indeed fly, I present the following video evidence:
Claire also needed a new winter coat. Here's hoping it actually gets cold enough for her to wear it some other time other than the week we will be in Ohio.
She also asked for this cake.
Ben was more that a little wigged out by the doll cake. I don't think he could grasp how we were going to eat it and not eat the doll. It made much more sense to him after I pulled out the top.