Six is the Magic Number

Sorry for the long absence from the blogosphere. I'm right in the middle of a busy spot, but hoping it will slow down a bit after this week is over. (Edited to remove a rambling tangent that deserves its own post!) Just enough time today to hit some high points, like our Gracie Pacie's sixth birthday last week.

Birthday breakfast with her favorite "treat" cereal, opening presents, with Nana and Papa before their birthday lunch date, and hanging out with Shayne and Dad before bed.

Of course, after Shayne had his party with Chuck E. last fall, I knew we weren't going to get away with anything less for Little Miss this time around, and I was right. So the family gathered at the mouse house again last Thursday for fun and games...

 

And, of course, you know how my kids like a theme, so this was her bunny/Chuck E. Cheese party. The bunny love has been around for a while now (she insists that is the only kind of pet she would like and obsessively collects stuffed bunnies) but the party theme was solidified a few month ago once she saw THE cake she MUST have for her next birthday. A carrot cake from Sam's Club...you know, the one with the frosting carrots on top? Despite having never had carrot cake before, she was insistent. And hey, it got me out of having to come up with making some kind of bunny cake, so I was happy to oblige. (And it really was mighty tasty!)

 

Check out our Chuck E. Cheese hostess, lighting the candles with her own pocket lighter.

Gracie has been convinced for quite a while now that her sixth birthday would have the magical effects of immediately making her first tooth fall out and immediately making her "brave enough" that she wouldn't need to suck her thumb anymore at night. Wouldn't you know it, just last night, Gracie notified me that she had a loose tooth. An hour later it was out. Magic! We're still waiting for the magic of six to work on the thumb, though. (And isn't she going to love me one day when she realizes I posted about it on the internet.)