8th Birthday Party

We had Briana's birthday party over the weekend. It turned out to be super fun and all the girls had a blast. Here is a picture to give you an idea of the pre-party excitement.

Once the girls all got here, we played a game of freeze dance with Briana's disco ball.

Then we had a picnic with pizza.

And then the girls ran through the sprinklers, did the slip and slide and we played some games.

Lastly, we had cake and presents. I think a fun time was had by all.

This afternoon, I was picking up downstairs while the girls were playing upstairs. Suddenly, it got very, very quiet upstairs. I know that this means trouble, so I went up to investigate, and this is what I found.

Slipping and Sliding

I am the mother of an eight year old!

Happy Birthday to Briana!! Yesterday was the big day. She wanted to get up early and open her presents before school, and who am I to deny her that on her birthday? I decorated her bedroom door the night before to surprise her.

And then we got up around 7 am to open presents!

To add to the morning excitement, Briana was finally able to ditch her booster seat! She has been waiting for this day for what seems like forever. She is now officially old enough to ride without one!

She got to take donuts to school for her birthday treat, and I got to have lunch with her. I really tried to pull out all the stops for my birthday girl!!

After school, the girls wanted to get out Briana's new slip and slide and try it out. The sky was getting quite cloudy, but we managed to slip and slide for a little while before the hail hit. When we came in to dry off, Briana noticed yet another surprise waiting for her in her room!

I told her I would make her any dinner she wanted, and she picked nachos. And for her cake, she requested a pudding pie. Delish!

Happy Birthday, Briana!! I love you!!!

Show offs!

Comfy?

It came!!

Look what was in my mailbox today!

Briana went out and got the mail for me after school.  Since her birthday is coming up, she saw the package in the mailbox and assumed it was something for her.  I saw the frown on her face as soon as she saw my name (not hers) on the manilla envelope.  And then she brought the mail in the house and hid it from me!  The little sneak!  I finally found it, and ripped open the envelope.  Inside was my book, autographed as promised.

P.S.  I'm not at all dissapointed that it doesn't say "To: Stacey".  Not at all.