I think today is the day Asya was due, four years ago, so it's an appropriate time to write about her birthday. That, and everyone is napping now, so I have some time to write. Her birthday was September 24. We didn't really do anything super special, but she was thrilled. She had been waiting and waiting for her present, which she knew was a doll and stroller. Getting them was all she needed for a special day.
Playing with balloons
Also, Raia and I had read The Gingerbread Man the day before. I remembered a fun idea to go with that, something I had seen ages ago. However, when we went to make our Gingerbread Kolobok, we discovered that a certain little sister had dumped out all our ginger. So, we had to put that project off until the next day, when it became that sister's birthday cake.
Licking batter off spoons, while Raia retells the story.
"He ran away!"
Found, on the balcony
The Gingerbread Kolobok
Going for a walk
Watching the birds
We had planned to let them jump on the inflatable jumping things that are usually set up in the center, but they weren't there on Asya's birthday. She didn't care. She was just as happy with a family walk. That's Asya! Pleased, happy and thankful for every little treat, all day long... on her birthday and every day.