The day after and three days before . . .
I think the little miss enjoyed her day yesterday. She wanted Chicken McNuggets from you-know-where for lunch, so I went by the drive-thru and brought her lunch at school. That’s always fun, although I get amused. I go to the school to have lunch with my daughter, but I’m practically attacked by all her classmates, so I get very little time to actually visit with my girl. That’s okay — I think the main point for her is “My mom took time to come have lunch with me . . . “
After school, her daddy and I took her by the bank to cash her birthday checks and then to do a little shopping. She chose to go to Book Ends first, where she purchased a Hank the Cowdog mystery, and two other titles that escape me at the moment. Then she wanted to go to Waldenbooks to get some more Trixie Belden mysteries. Afterwards, we went to dinner at Red Lobster (not nearly as good as I remembered it being — it’s been several years since we’ve eaten there, and it probably will be a long time before we do, again).
One more stop before home: The Children’s Place, where she purchased a pair of decorated jeans, a t-shirt, and poncho to match. Apparently, this season’s colors are orange and green! Not normally the colors I would see my girl in, but she looked really cute in this outfit! I need to let her start choosing more of her own clothes (within reason), as she’s starting to take an interest in that now. Fortunately, she’s got a good handle on the modesty thing — no exposed belly buttons, etc. She doesn’t like that kind of thing at all!
And then we went home. She wanted to stay awake until 9:35 p.m., when she would officially turn 9, so I told her she could read in her bed until then. Just as I suspected, when her daddy went in to sing a couple of songs and say goodnight, she fell asleep almost immediately. So sweet!
People often ask why we only have one child. To tell you the truth, I don’t know. We decided to see what happened when Jami was a couple of years old, but nothing. I guess she’s the one we’re supposed to have and maybe the only one. I’m 41 and I can’t imagine having a baby at this age, although I’m sure we’d “survive” the experience in our “old age”! But if that never happens, well, we hit the jackpot with her. She’s truly an awesome blessing and I can’t imagine loving anyone else more, except maybe her daddy . . . and then it’s really close!
Her OFFICIAL BIRTHDAY PARTY is Saturday. She has 12 little friends coming over (including her two cousins) for cake and ice cream. I have all the decorations and party favors together. A little house cleaning, a little crepe paper, balloons, etc. and we’re set. My sister is making her birthday cake — Ang is exceptionally talented when it comes to that kind of stuff. Here’s a picture of the cake she made for AJ’s 40th birthday:
Too cute, huh? I’m sure Jami’s will be adorable, as well.
I’ve got work to do, so I’m saying “adios” for now. Have a great day!