Really, could a three year old's day be any better?
Really, this could be her best day ever. I'll admit, I may have been overcompensating just a little since her previous birthdays have sucked. For her first birthday we were temporarily homeless- staying in Grandma's basement and desperately looking for a place to live. Her second birthday was literally forgotten in the trauma of moving. Seriously, Anna wanted to pretend it was my birthday. I was trying my best to unpack boxes so that we would have the necessities of life. I told her to go pretend it was Ellery's birthday. Ten minutes later I realized it really was Ellery's birthday. So, I wanted to make sure this birthday a really good one. I think I succeeded.