Here’s a tip. Don’t leave your kid unattended with scissors for even a minute until after you explain that cutting her own hair is off limits.
It wasn’t until later in the day as I kept brushing her hair out of her eyes that I realized something was different. But you know what? She did such a great job! She gave herself these amazing side swept bangs. So if you need a hair cut I have a 4 year old that charges very reasonable rates.
It could have been so much worse. Look what I did to myself when I was 3 years old. I cut my bangs right off. I was basically bald.
Charlotte’s 4th Birthday Party
Birthdays are a BIG DEAL in our house. I figured Charlotte is just about old enough to remember things like crazy over-the-top pink princess birthday parties that involve a real Cinderella in attendance.
It turned out better than I expected. All the girls arrived in their princess costumes or party dresses. Cinderella arrived shortly thereafter and entertained the girls with singing, dancing, story telling, a game of
Simon Princess Says, Q&A (during which there was a lot of discussion about Princess Anna and Queen Elsa - Cinderella told me confidentially that her Princess Anna costume is being made as clearly Cinderella is no longer flavor of the month with the 3/4 year old crowd), a dance party to the Frozen song (because obviously) and then photo time.
It. Was. So. Great.
A few pics.
Waiting for her friends to arrive:
Making the motherfucking uncooperative cake (truly a labor of love):
The fact that my formal living room is mostly unfurnished clearly worked in my favor as I was easily able to fit a table for 12 kiddos in there!
The finished product. (Did I mention what a total shithead this cake was being?)
Baby sister was mostly mesmerized by her shoes and occasionally mesmerized by Cinderella.
Charlotte’s preschool put on a Spring Concert on Friday. OMGGGGGG it was adorable to see Charlotte front and center belting out a couple of songs.
She had already performed Take Me Out To The Ballgame at home a few days beforehand as practice. I was in awe listening to my daughter who has very clearly left behind toddler-hood and is now a confident and intelligent little girl.
Remember the time I said that taking children to get professional pedicures and manicures was so STUPID. Well, I have three words for you. Pot. Kettle. Black. This was a little birthday treat for Charlotte and I must tell you - I had the best fun EVER with my girl. 💅
Hold your horses, kiddo
Me:: Five more sleeps until your birthday.
Charlotte:: Then I'll be four.
Charlotte:: I'll be going to college soon.
Me:: I can't believe you are going to be 4 next week. I'm a bit sad that you are growing up so quickly. When you grow up will you please visit me every week?
Charlotte:: Yes but only on the weekends. Because I will be busy doing very important work during the week.
Do you wish you had siblings?
I got this question all the time as a child. It was irritating because I thought the answer was so obvious. Of course not! I was completely happy as an only child. Didn’t miss having a sibling at all.
Then adulthood struck. And my answer changed. I would love to have a sister. More than anything.
So while I wouldn’t have minded whether Alex was a boy or girl I secretly wished for a girl. I wanted Charlotte to have a sister.
The two of them genuinely adore each other. I really hope it continues.
Over the Christmas break the people who used to live in our house stopped by to see the renovations. They were a family with two daughters - 17 and 19 years old. I couldn’t stop watching them as I trailed behind with my girls who are also 2 years apart in age. I was seeing my future. Or at least what I hope for my future. They were both polite, confident, intelligent, and friendly girls and they were clearly the best of friends.