Why didn't anyone tell me how painfully long a night with a sick child can be, and how the day of 'eventually not needing to buy diapers' seems as far from reach as a winning lottery ticket.... all while time marches on, and you suddenly wake up one day to find that your baby girl isn't actually a baby anymore... but a twirling, dancing, dress loving, pink laden little girl that loves to giggle and play dress-up.
We celebrated Zoë becoming 4 by re-enacting our generic backyard pool/piñata birthday party. Making it unique to Zoë by letting her pick her Little Mermaid cake and party items. She picked a crown to wear, mermaid decorations, and a Little Mermaid piñata. There's nothing like watching little kids take turns swinging a bat at Disney characters....
Our big 4 year old at her 'Little Mermaid' party
complete with brightly colored mermaid cake
Happy Birthday Zoë!
Luca enjoying some ice cream, say cheese!
it was a warm day, good for relaxing poolside... with some snacks
Our
neighbors gave Zoë a collection set of Disney Princess Dolls, of which
she lined up in her bed so they could sleep with her that night. All
was well with the world, everyone sleeping with what they wanted, and
with full tummy's... until Zoë woke me up at 2:45am in a tizzy because
her Princess Dolls were no longer all in a line. She woke me up with a
pressured and very frantic whisper that I had to hurry and come help her
get her princesses lined up!
The
next day, Monday July 7, was Zoë's actual birthday. We headed out
early in the AM for our traditional birthday breakfast at Kristin's
Diner, only to find that Kristin left town on vacation... and wouldn't
be back for a week. Apparently the Diner didn't get the memo that the
Silvestro's were planning on being there! Anyway, we ended up at
another cute local breakfast place, and Zoë was just as happy to get a
Mickey Mouse pancake, while continuing to sport her Little Mermaid
Crown.
all smiles for her birthday breakfast
I'll
spare you the picture of what Luca was doing most of this particular
birthday breakfast. Everyone was still tired from the previous long day
of swimming and candy eating at Zoë's party. Especially Luca... who
wasn't particularly interested in anything, let alone a pancake that
looked like Mickey Mouse. He proceeded to fidget with everything near
his reach on the table: squirt open jam containers, try and eat the
butter out of the little butter cups, poke holes in the half&half
cups... all while slowly melting into a frenzy that ended with him
screaming as he slid down on his back from his booth seat, landing on
the floor under the table. We tried just leaving him there, and
ignoring his tantrum. It was sort of like survival mode as I tried to
finish my meal before inevitably having to take him outside. The table
and distance actually provided a sound muffle and visible barrier that
made it easier to just pretend he wasn't down there writhing like a
serpent. Eventually I gave in and took him outside, but most everyone
followed us in only a few short minutes.... we were all pretty ready to
just go back home and go BACK to sleep.
Zoë wanted a picture with her brothers....
birthday year 4 in my CU Buffs shirt! Some day little girl!
Things I don't want to forget about having Zoë as my little girl:
-how much she LOVES to snuggle all the time, and gives me a hug and kiss each night
-the dancing shows she puts on with the fireplace as her stage
-her love of swimming, just like mommy....









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