Silvia had a girly birthday, which suits because she is a super duper girly girl. After much deliberation, she decided on five things she wanted to do: go see Beauty and the Beast 3D, go to The Disney Store to pick out a present, go to Starbucks, go to a restaurant for dinner and have Daddy make her his special deep dish pizza for dinner.
Since there was only a limited amount of time and some of the requests overlapped (two dinners? Don't kids usually want two desserts?), we broke it up over the whole weekend. Saturday Kurt took the girls to the movies while I stayed home with Jack. Then we all went out to dinner at Chili's. (The Starbucks and restaurant requests come from the fact that we've instituted a no-eating-out rule recently, but that's another story).
On her birthday Sunday, she woke up to a table of presents and a brand new big girl bike. She's been scooting around on the bike we got her a couple years ago and it's gotten way too small. Her little legs pump like crazy and practically hit her chin with her determination to pick up speed. It's funny because as the younger sister, you'd think she'd follow Anna's example of caution, but it's the other way around completely. Once Silvia started going as fast as she could, Anna started trying to go a little bit less slow.
On her new bike, she's a speed demon. It's been a little confusing getting used to the reverse brakes, but I think by the next time we get her wheels to the ground (when all this chilly rain lets up), there will literally be no stopping her.
She also got some new clothes, a Wii game, a purse and a pretty heart pendant necklace that she wears almost every day. Then, after a prelude for a vanilla steamer (ok, and a latte for me) at Starbucks, she and I headed to The Disney Store. We've walked past it a dozen times and I've always refused to go in, knowing that would be inviting disaster. She was practically breathless crossing the threshold.
After a fevered circuit of all its treasured corners and much deliberation, she settled on getting a princess costume and shoes, though which princess took some time. As she said, "Oh, mom, it's just so hard, I keep changing my mind, whew!". She eventually chose a white Cinderella dress and "glass" slippers. I caved on the budget and got her a doll, too. I'm a pushover that way.
In true Silvia fashion, she collapsed into a nap on the couch shortly after we got home, waking up just in time for pizza and cake.
It was a whirlwind, exciting weekend and at the end of it all, she went to bed in her new dress-up with a smile on her face, shiny slippers on her feet and arms overflowing with a variety of stuffed animals and dolls-- some new, some old. She didn't want anyone to feel left out.
(As a side note, I find it amusing that, after years of fighting the Disney character-themed merchandise, my house is now bursting to the seams with princesses. Always remember, in parenting as in life, never say never. You may end up eating your words at a pink Cinderella tea party.)
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