Yesterday it was this girls' birthday:
Of course now she is older, theoretically wiser, and a lot more spunky.
She and her besties (who all share the same birthday week) had a girls outing at MOA. There were manicures, tiara's, fancy dinners, guys at kiosks trying to sell us $14 hair straighteners for $125. There was a hotel, swimming pool, pink-slushy-girly drinks, and of course a homemade rock video.
Tonight it was back home for a homemade shrimp scampi dinner (complete with crusty french bread, plums, sparkling grape juice, and made-from-scratch vanilla bean snickerdoodle cake).
Tomorrow it is off to her former teacher's house for a formal dinner complete with tiaras, fancy up-dos, and dresses.
Next week is Punk. Let Mardi-Gras birthday week begin: