My girls both have birthdays in February. The Littlest Girl's is first.
They get to choose their breakfast. And sometimes their dinner. She opted for cinnamon rolls and scrambled eggs. (It was a school day, so they weren't homemade.)
She couldn't make up her mind if she wanted a unicorn cake or something from Brave. So I found a horse cake pattern and bought a little Merida doll for a smaller cake. (I was so lit on coffee and frosting I was quoting Brave lines at the top of my lungs for most of the day.)
My Littlest Girl is always grateful. At least for a second.
This was her favorite gift. A My Little Pony castle.
Her expression was THE.BEST.
Something something horror movie.
Actually, this was Daddy after he had put the castle together and affixed all the stickers.
He needed some alone time.
A couple of weeks later, it was the Indian Princess' turn.
She opted for Monkey Bread. And scrambled eggs.
Understanding the value of a gift card.
Trying on their animal hats together.
Afterwards, we had cheesecake. Her favorite.
This has been the most used gift so far.
They jump, hide toys, and watch TV on it.
I never knew there was so many uses for a mini-trampoline.
(Forgive the wandering table. It's an Apples of Gold thing.)
My heart gets bigger every year for them. As my hair gets grayer.
I am blessed.