Monday was Dylan’s first day of Pre-K and of course I wanted to get a snapshot of her in front of her new school. So here she is…
Well, it’s sort of hard to see Dylan. She’s actually inside the car refusing to come out. I looked around for other moms who couldn’t lure their timid kids out of their cars but it appeared I was the only one.
After much coaxing, I did finally get her into the classroom. She actually did amazingly well and because my (and mostly her) prayers were answered, no one wished her a happy birthday.
After school, Dylan finally allowed me to acknowledge that this was the day she was born. We had ordered a Cinderella cake and here it is…
It took 2 1/2 year-old Summer less than one second to inform the bakery that this was Belle and not Cinderella. I’m guessing Belle is involved in some kind of identity theft. It’s so terribly sad when these princesses get tired of waiting for their princes and turn to a life of crime.
Turns out, Dylan thought Belle tasted just as yummy as Cinderella.
Dylan was very clear that she did not want a birthday party. Maybe some parents would be distraught about this but it’s a real money saver. Of course, I put the money we saved into her college fund and by college fund I mean my candy slush fund.
Dylan just wanted to go to her favorite restaurant at the beach. It was a gorgeous night. The kind of evening that makes you want to lick butter from the wrapper.
Or maybe that’s just Summer. Like you’ve never let your kid do this. You haven’t? Oh.
And although I didn’t get the traditional photo of my daughter in front of her school or blowing out the candles on her birthday cake, I wasn’t at all disappointed.
I got this instead…