Corinne turned 2 yesterday. The night before, she decided sleep was for the weak and stayed up 4 hours past her bedtime. She was happy as could be, but she needed to be asleep. The consequences were felt the next day.
Also, being St. Patrick's Day, Heather had special activities at school and was totally worn out by the time she got home. (She did not manage to catch any leprechauns either at home or at school.)
Corinne doesn't seem to have a favorite food other than grabbers, so we tried Chick-fil-A for dinner. She wasn't interested in any of the food. She did have fun wandering around the restaurant though.
So then it was home for presents and cake. She very much enjoyed opening presents.
(FYI: If you know kids that like My Little Pony Friendship is Magic, seasons 1-3 are only $12 each on Amazon; which is not only reasonable, but a good price, especially for a kids' show where the norm seems to be to gouge.)
But things went downhill when we started singing Happy Birthday.
And Heather was saddened by the whole thing too:
Corinne's been sick on and off since Christmas. This week she got her third ear-infection diagnosis in that time frame. Hopefully her future birthdays are a little healthier and more enjoyable.
This was Heather's first year celebrating a birthday around a school schedule. So when I got home from work we opened presents.
(We finally got around to using the cookie cutters to make Christmas sugar cookies.)
The USB microscope camera is a hit. Fabrics are pretty interesting to look at. I found some kind of animal bone in the parking lot at work that we still need to look at which should be interesting.
I put together another treasure hunt this year (Heather was very vocal about hoping there would be one). It wasn't up to the same level of quality as last year's, however, due to the lack of time between returning from our trip and her Birthday. I'll have to try to make up for it next year.
The treasure hunt led her to the garage where she found a shiny blue bike! (After months of lamenting that she didn't have a pedal bike. And she's outgrown her balance bike.)
We did presents first so she would have some time to ride her new bike before it got dark (and apparently this is the only picture we have of her on the bike that day....).
Having been gone for a month she was quite out of practice balancing. We still need to find some time to get outside so she can practice, but it's actually been cold (by Livermore standards, highs in the 50s) and/or raining quite a bit lately.
After riding around for a bit, we went to dinner and then came home for cake.
Corinne turned 1 on Thursday. She's almost walking (she'll try to take a step and then go into a controlled descent). She's making some sounds, but not saying anything identifiable in any reproducible manner. But she seems to have a sense of rhythm, so she has that going for her. Regardless, she's still adorable.
Jess wasn't feeling well so I took Thursday off to stay home and help her get some rest. Corinne opened presents after Heather got home from preschool and before she had to leave for gymnastics.
After gymnastics it was out to dinner at Cravings (pasta/pizza/calzones) and then back home for cake. A white cake, colored blue, with chocolate ganache filling and vanilla frosting.
Corinne was pretty excited, but didn't like the frosting on her fingers. I don't think she ate more than a few crumbs. The rest of us are enjoying it though.
Heather turned four this year. But not without some Heather-style anxiety. In the days leading up to her birthday she would occasionally have little meltdowns about not wanting to get older. She liked being three and didn't want to get bigger or do different things. We assured her that it was not an instantaneous event--She would still get to go to pre-school, dance class, and gymnastics. That seemed to help her calm down.
She had a party on Saturday with friends from church. They painted pictures, ran around the house like loons, and ate cupcakes. It was a blast.
Over the weekend Heather started asking if we could play "miniature ball" by which she meant miniature golf. So we did that Monday evening. She's never played before and we're not sure where she even got the idea from. She was really excited though. When I got home from work she just about tackled me.
She started out enthused and interested:
But by the 18th hole she just wanted to be done:
I had a great game. I averaged 2.66 strokes per hole on 18 holes and my worst hole was only 4 strokes! On the way to the parking lot I asked Heather how it was. I told her, "I had a great game; probably my greatest game!" She responded, "I had a boring game; probably the boringest game." I think she had fun overall, but she was definitely ready to be be done. She burned through most of her energy being excited all day.
On her birthday I made a treasure hunt for her to find her presents. Mom would do this for us every so often growing up and I thought Heather would really enjoy it. She thought it was amazing.
I compiled a video of the footage Jess took of the treasure hunt. It's at the end of the post if you're interested. I was able to trim it down to 7.5 minutes, which I realize is still quite some time to watch a video, but it's still pretty great.
We did the treasure hunt and opened presents during lunch so Heather would have the afternoon to play with gifts. Jess convinced me that this was a better plan than waiting until having cake after dinner then opening presents and immediately trying to send Heather to bed.
We had dinner at the Ale House (or, as Heather prefers to call it, the Ollie House). It's Heather's favorite restaurant. They apparently have the best mini corn dogs, fruit, and milk dinner in town. Then it was back home for cake, colored blue per Heather's request.