then this is going to be a REALLY long post. But I think you’ll enjoy it. If not, I still think you’ll enjoy the story on the previous post, so just go there.
Grandma Ellie and Grandpa Larry sent a package that, among other things, included a birthday table runner:
and a couple of dresses. Here’s one – with a purse:
Naomi had some moments of distress at the party. At one point, she was annoyed because she was having trouble getting the paper off her cupcake. So here she is, doing her best “Saddest Birthday Waif” impression.
Those cupcakes were very moist and delicate (Michael has mad baking skeelz), and Naomi’s almost fell apart during the singing of “Happy Birthday,” when it was expected to hold up the weight of FOUR candles, for crying out loud!
When Naomi began opening presents, she chose the living room floor for her spot. It was a bit like throwing her into a pool of piranhas. The other kids weren’t actually trying to get Naomi’s things, but she wasn’t convinced of that. And the adults couldn’t really see what was going on, due to the closeness of all her young guests. I intervened and moved her to the couch, where Dada and her aunt could fend off overly zealous attentiveness and give her mother a chance to get some pictures.
She’s ditched the “Saddest Birthday Waif” persona, as you can see.
She’s even going for a smile here and there.
One of the guests brought a decorate-it-yourself bag with stickers. This required some intense concentration.
Uncle Mark was in town and came to the party. He entered the “most sought after by Simeon uncle” competition. He’s not in first place – that’s reserved for the in-town uncle, whom Sim dotes on to the point that we may have to start going to a different Mass because his yells for his uncle are becoming louder and more distracting – but he did have a very solid performance and is the favorite for the number 2 spot at the moment. Uncle Mark seems to have done a lot for his ranking by feeding Sim grapes nonstop for about 30 minutes.
Naomi also really liked Uncle Mark, despite the fact that when she first heard he was coming to the party, she thought he shouldn’t. Sorry, Naomi, he’s not going to be uninvited. However, she spent a while before the party sitting on his lap and chatting with him, interspersing chatter with kisses. So I think she came around. We didn’t get pictures of that, unfortunately.
Sim was all partied out by the end of the day. Isn’t he cute?
Some others of us weren’t quite looking our best that day. Maybe we had too much sugar…
The funny thing about that picture is that I wasn’t feeling particularly stressed or…whatever that expression implies, I just am so used to being behind the camera that when it’s pointed at me, I go a bit nuts.
So Naomi’s officially four. As far as she’s concerned, the best thing about being four is that she can start choir. We brought her registration in today. She was REALLY upset when I told her that she wouldn’t be in the class today, but next week. “BUT YOU SAID I COULD START WHEN I WAS FOUR!!!” I think she would have been happiest with a class at 7 a.m. today…
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