A few days late, but that's what happens in the summertime.
My baby girl turned nine on Saturday.
It was a weekend long extravaganza. Starting on Friday, when the girls had a night out to see Demi Lovato (move over Hannah Montana) in concert. It was loud and crazy and fun.
Saturday, her actual birthday, was quiet, we spent the day preparing for her family birthday party. Her dinner of choice…
And of course, on Sunday, the big family party, with the homemade cake and food and presents.
And the blowing out of candles.
All in all it was a fabulous weekend.
Happy Birthday, sweetie. I'm so very proud of you. You are smart, kind and beautiful. You're a great and
loyal friend, and a fabulous big sister and wonderful mama to your puppies. I love you to pieces.