Sorry this is a little late getting up. But, better late than never and all that.
The Pony Party was on Saturday, but Ellie’s actual birthday was on Sunday.
The family tradition is that you are woken up with a birthday candle in a treat on the morning of your birthday. This was made slightly more tricky in that sometime during the night Ellie had crawled in bed with us. I tried to sneak upstairs to wake Grandma Patty and get the banana bread and candle together, but in the process woke Ellie up. Jeff wouldn’t let Ellie come upstairs and she was getting pretty out of sorts by the time we managed to get back downstairs, supplies in hand. But, it’s amazing how fast someone can turn from grumpy to happy when there are candles and balloons.
Grandma Patty had made a request to see our church, so we got everyone dressed and off to church. After all the attention Ellie received that morning, she was reluctant to go to Sunday School while we were all in “big church” and opted instead to come with us to the sanctuary. She has come to part of the service before, but we usually leave about halfway through: after the music and before the sermon. She did so well! She got a pencil and paper from the back of the pew and, other than standing at all the appropriate times, quietly occupied herself by drawing pictures of monsters in a hot air balloon.
After fortifying ourselves with some lunch and opening gifts we headed over to the park. This is what Ellie really wanted, and thankfully the weather was totally cooperative. One of Ellie’s presents was a Stomp Rocket, and she was itchin’ to try it out.
You can see that father and daughter have a similar technique.
I’m not sure who started it, but pretty soon we were all taking turns rolling down the hill. I admit that I got so dizzy after my first try, that I gave up and watched. But Ellie just kept going and going until she could barely stand.
We then redirected her toward the playground equipment and enjoyed another hour or so playing around until it got very, very cold and we headed home.
We asked which restaurant she wanted to go to for dinner, and Ellie proceeded to give us so many options we were feeling rather puzzled about where to go. Then any ideas we had that Ellie was a introvert were dashed. Ellie realized that it was only going to be the four of us, which she found completely unacceptable, and begged us to invite some of her friends to go too. So not wanting to disappoint the birthday girl, late in the afternoon we found ourselves trying to put together an impromptu party. Rather successfully, I must say. We were able to get reservations for ten at a nearby Mexican restaurant, and Ainsley and Logan were both able to come (along with David, Annika, Bert, and Heidi).
We had a very nice time, and both Ainsley and Logan brought their stuffed horses from Ellie’s party the day before. So cute. Ellie seemed quite satisfied with her fourth birthday.