I tried to convince Mommy that my Birthday was Saturday at 5 am. She said "Happy Birthday...too bad you have to wait till Sunday for your cake." I did get presents on Saturday. My Grandma, Memaw, and Dakotah brought me a pink jumper and shirt, a Book Mommy read to herself yesterday and a card with bunnies on it...there was some thing inside that Mommy wont let me have.
Sunday Morning was normal I thought that Mommy and Daddy forgot. But then Mommy asked me if I wanted Pizza for my Birthday..."No" "Toast?" "no" "Hot dogs?" Hot Dogs! Yes." So that is what we had with a lot of cheese. Since it was a special day we ate at the coffee table. Then we ate a little piece of a little cake. I blew out 3 candles.I like blowing out candles! I also liked the frosting...Mommy even gave me a bite of hers. Then I opened presents. I got Pink stripy Leg warmers, Red Shoes just like I have ALWAYS wanted, and little bowls of fun clay. Grammy called she has a present for me too next time we are in town. So it was a good day. I am THREE! I am not a Big Girl...I am a Baby. Mommy Calls me her "Big Baby Girl". Because I don't want to be a big girl. She calls the other baby the "Little Baby." This is okay with me.
Bye for Now,
Bronte
1 comment:
Sounds like you had a very nice day. Just think, there are more presents to come. I think Mommy's Big Baby Girl is close to perfect. That way we can tell when Mommy is talking about you or the Little Baby. And the best part is that it is okay with you. Sometimes processing an idea takes a little while, especially when you are three.
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