What We Did LAST Weekend – Sophie’s Big 10

12 04 2009

Last Saturday Sophie turned 10.  I don’t mean to whine, but good God.  This means that I am a Mom of two kids that are both in their double digits.  I hated 9 (because 9 is half of 18 and that means that I am halfway through raising them), but I think I might hate 10 more.  She is just getting so….old.

Of course, she also chose to go to Puerta Vallarta and have dinner.  She needed a sombrero to match Maya’s (and although one is not pictured, she did get it).  Jorge, once again, was happy to sit with us  – And what’s more, this time around he bought out dinner as well.  Jorge es muy bueno.


Sophie ordered the Carne Asada.  The plate was bigger than her head.  I was smart and didn’t order anything for me and only requested another plate.  We still couldn’t polish the whole thing off.


The next morning we were up bright and early.  Her Dad came by and Sophie got to open her American Girl accessories.  Her Dad is the sucker that bought the American Girl in the first place.  A $100 doll?  There is no way I’m falling for that.  He was suckered into the “Camping Outfit” and the “American Girl First Aid Kit”.  Cost him a pretty penny, too.


Even though the face may make you feel that she does not like the first aid kit (complete with crutches, finger splint, arm and leg casts and bandaids) I can tell you that she was and continues to be thrilled.  That poor damn doll has some pretty hair-raising things happen to her.


After present opening was teddy bear pancake eating…


And then we were off to the mall with the birthday money/gift cards.  Sophie chose to get her ears pierced (for the second time).  The first ear piercing happened a few years ago and she took her earrings out way too early and let them heal.  This time I told her that the ONLY way she was getting earrings again was to buy them herself.  I thought that this would dissuade her.

Silly me.


This year, our town’s annual “Daffodil Parade” happened to fall on Sophie’s birthday.  This is an town that produces an inordinate amount of daffodils (commercially).  Below you see one of the floats covered in the flowers…Also, you will see the little boy on the very far left (in the swing) completely asleep in the midst of the parade craziness.  Adorable.


More crazy amounts of daffodils…


And like any small town parade, there were old tractors…


and pirates…


And young girls waving awkwardly.


But what most parades don’t have is a high school marching band dressed as loggers.  That’s right.  A high school from a town up the road embraces their logging heritage (their mascot is even a logger) by donning Carhart pants, bright orange suspenders and work shirts instead of the traditional marching band attire.  I don’t think the guy with the blue hair playing the trumpet is an actual logger.  Just a guess.


Happy, happy birthday my sweet girl…..


For oft, when on my couch I lie  
  In vacant or in pensive mood,   20
They flash upon that inward eye  
  Which is the bliss of solitude;  
And then my heart with pleasure fills,  
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth




One response

13 04 2009

Mmm, the daffodils are just starting to flower here too – spring is in the air with all the hope and possibilities it brings… (think you’re the only one that can be poetic, huh?)

Happy Birthday Sophie!

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