Yesterday was Riely's third birthday and we celebrated with cake, ice cream and plenty of girly stuff: sparkly dress-up outfits, tiaras, butterflies, ponies, princesses, dolls, tea parties, and an abundance of pink. And though I'm still in a state of denial about how fast the last three years have gone, I was able to suppress my sadness with cake. Lots of yummy, cream-filled, strawberry layered cake. With buttercream frosting. And really, isn't that what birthdays are all about??
Oh, and a quote from the day I don't want to forget came straight from the birthday girl herself, who, after patiently waiting for Daddy and Grandpa to come into the kitchen for the cake ceremony, marched into the living room and announced to them:
"Hey you guys talk too much. It's time to come sing Happy Birthday to me because today is my birthday!"
You don't mess with the princess, especially on her birthday. :)