Sometimes I find myself tuning out the singing and chatter happening in the backseat as I drive. This morning, I tuned in after a few moments, and caught Genna belting out this verse:
“My hair is going to the meeting!
If the meeting don’t work, I don’t work!”
I figured she’s either preparing to be a Jersey mafia wife or a union employee ready to strike. Either way, it cracked me up.
On May 7th, our Genevieve Dolores turned three. It was a particularly fun “birthday week” (as my family always likes to claim) this time, because Genna is now old enough to understand birthdays and all the fun they bring. She had fun telling anyone who would listen, “My birfday’s coming up!” And at the co-op that Tuesday, she happily proclaimed to the guy behind the deli counter, “Tomorrow is my birfday and I’m going to be FREE!” She was rewarded for her gleeful announcement by receiving a sample of a delicious pickle spear, and her little sis received a cup of sliced green apple. Sometimes, it pays to be self-centered, I guess.
On her actual birthday, we celebrated with blueberry muffins for breakfast, a trip to the doctor’s office for a check up, and a quick meander at Como Zoo to see the gorillas, specifically. We then enjoyed McDonalds Happy Meals for lunch at our “new” picnic table, and hot dogs, mac and cheese, and peas for supper. All menu choices were invented and approved by the birthday girl herself, of course. We finished the night off with two slices of cake from Cafe Latte that we all shared together. Mom may have had something to do with that menu choice.
The following Saturday, we had a wonderful little party to celebrate with family and a few friends. Genna wanted a balloon-themed party, so we had a bunch of helium balloons floating around (which the child guests seemed to love) and a balloon cake. Really, Mom is not that great of to cake-maker or decorator, so it looked more like a regular cake with some licorice awkwardly placed around it. It required some explanation for the guests to “get it” but it seemed to please folks in the taste department, so who the heck cares? Genna had a blast seeing so many of the faces she loves, and all the fun presents didn’t hurt, either. The two biggest hits for her this year seemed to be the new sets of baby care items she received for her baby doll, and an awesome bike with training wheels. (She is still working on getting the hang of pedaling.) Thank you to everyone who brought gifts for our sweet three year old! We had fun celebrating with all of you, and appreciate your love for our Genevieve.
Genna, your dad and I are so proud of the big girl you are becoming. We’ve been amazed at how you’ve grown, not only physically (you’ve definitely had a height-spurt in the last month or two!) but also socially and cognitively. It’s so fun to converse with you, and to see your little mind expanding each day. We love watching you learn and explore. We admire your big heart and your gentle nature. We feel so blessed to have you in our lives. Happy birthday, Genevieve Dolores!