The most major? Vivian turned three.
She's three, my Vivi girl, my first daughter, my sassy pants. And much like a certain middle child who came before her (cough cough Auntie Megan) ..... this is a girl knows how to work a birthday. A donut celebration at Starbuck's, a few new books at the book store, visiting with cats at the shelter (Mommo adopted one!) (we did not!) (because J would file papers!), lunch with daddy that included a special gift JUST from daddy, cupcakes with some of her nearest and dearest ..... and a party coming up tomorrow, on top of that. And then a quick Mimi visit to drag the birthday fun out just a little bit MORE, even! Lucky girl, miss V.
|hey vivi, act like you're three!|
hey vivi, cats!
hey vivi, lunch!
hey vivi, must you do everything yourself always?
(yes. yes, she must. because, she's three.)
|i bought her these birthday flowers.|
she was obsessed.
|this picture just makes my heart so happy.|