That's my eight-year-old, taken a few days ago. When she was still seven. Today, she is eight. She bought herself an ice cream sandwich, and because she's so sweet, she bought her little sister a treat, too.
Tomorrow, we will head to one of our favorite parks with this beautiful parcel.
When someone asks her what she wants for her birthday, she shrugs and thinks and says, "Hello Kitty stuff. Or Judy Moody books."
She asked Mom and Dad for a weekend trip to Kansas City. Daddy will probably have to work, but I'm planning a Renaissance Festival trip for early October!
Happy Birthday to my firstborn. And a very Merry Weekend to the rest of you! Happy Reading!