Sweet little Elodie turns three today. She woke up, came into my bedroom, climbed up on my bed and said "Can I have some breftast?" Then Ingrid, who had sneaked into my bed sometime over night, woke up, spied Elodie and said "Hi Birthday Girl!" Elodie then realized that it was FINALLY her birthday after such a long wait and declared "Myself is three today! Yeah!" And so began the celebrating.
One of the first things we do on birthdays is take our offiical height measurement. They love doing this! They love seeing how much they've grown. We also do it on the half birthdays, too, but I think we might have to stop doing that since the board is going to get too crowded with three children. Once a year will be enough eventually anyway, once their growth slows down.
Elodie checks in at 3'4.5". At three years old she is only 1.5" shorter than Ingrid was at three years, nine months old. I'm just going to go ahead and call it: Elodie will be taller than Ingrid.
It is a very rare occassion that I take my children out to lunch. So rare in fact that it has never happened. But today I told Elodie that I would take her to Tim Horton's for a birthday lunch and you'd swear I told her we would eat chocolate ice cream exclusively for the rest of our lives! Seems I need to take them out more often. But eating out anywhere is hard with three of them, especially with Danica being a baby. Plus Elodie and Ingrid don't know how to sit in chair for more than two minutes at a time.
So, we dressed Elodie up in our special birthday shirt and headband and went outside for her year three picture!
She entertained herself and us by trying to blow up a balloon. She almost got it!
This picture below is probably my favourite of the day. She was working so hard and had it partially blown up when it slipped from her lips and she got blasted by the bit of air she managed to get in.
The three amigos on a third birthday!
How lucky am I? Really. I know I really have nothing to complain about... and still I do. Sigh...
These are good girls. Yes, they are.
How can she possibly be only three but look so much older? Look at those long legs!
Elodie loves toys! There isn't a toy she doesn't like or play with. It's so strange to me because Ingrid hardly ever plays with toys and never really did. She prefers more pretend play. Chalk and cheese.
Elodie got some really great gifts. Every single one was perfect for her, matching her personality and current interests to a tee.
She is totally digging "engine turtles" right now. I have no idea why except that one day in April, Elodie, Danica and I went to Chapters to buy books for Ingrid's birthday party favours. I let her pick out a book for Ingrid and a book for herself. Natrally, since she is a girl I led her to the girl book rack expecting her to select a Doc McStuffins or Strawberry Shortcake or some random princess book. Well, she did... for Ingrid. For herself she said, "I don't want one, Mommy." Then we rounded the corner to where the boy books were so I could pick one out for Ingrid's sole boy guest and Elodie immediately grabbed up a Ninja Turtle book and insisted that it was the one she wanted. I tried to talk her out of it but she wasn't listening.
So began her interest in the green dudes. She even pretends to be a turtle, telling us that she will protect us from the bad guys.
Well, Uncle David paid us an all too short visit this week and gave Elodie a talking turtle for her birthday. Her eyes grew as big as saucers when he handed it, unwrapped, to her. And when she discovered that you're supposed to punch him to make it talk? Lord have mercy. She nearly lost her soul!
And then there's the extremely girly side of her who (temporarily) ditched to turtle to don some new sparkly princess shoes from Kim. She even struck a pose.
Upon discovered a package of new "PRINCESS!" underwear she promptly striped off all her clothes and put them on. The she systematically put on her new princess dress from Grandma Di, her new princess hat (major hit!) from Kim and the shoes of course. She then willingly posed for a picture with Ingrid and they "Royal Cow".
That cow must have cast a magical spell because there is usually no love lost between these two.
But she was thanking Ingrid for her card.
Ingrid tries very hard.
At 10:30 last night David and I went to the grocery store. I am ashamed to say I still didn't have a present for the birthday girl, nor a cake. I was really unprepared for this one. But David helped me pick out the cake and pointed out a Doc McStuffins doctor's kit.
Elodie was like a quick change artist. She immediately went from princess to doctor. She's awesome. And apparently so am I for picking it! Score!
Sprinkle cake! Who could resist?
Elodie was very excited to try to cut her own cake. Bless her, though, she didn't really have enough strength to push it all the way through.