Since the zoo got moved up a day, I wanted to make sure Kinley's actual birthday was still special for her. However in my exhaustion on Friday I completely forgot to go by the store and get supplies for my grand idea until after everything close to us was closed for the day. When I told Andy I planned to get up with Sophie and go to Publix right when they opened in the morning before Kinley woke up, I'm pretty sure he thought I was crazy. I'm also pretty sure I'm not crazy, but I might still be suffering from some residual guilt from missing her actual birthday last year while we were in Vegas. We came home on that day, but we weren't there for when she woke up. I know, I know she doesn't even remember it, but hey.
Anyway, to Publix I went and returned home loaded with balloons, party hats, streamers, and flowers.
She does not do well with being woken up. If she wakes herself up, she's 100% immediately. If you wake her up, it takes a minute. The first thing out of her mouth was, "Is it my birthday?" Yes Kinley it is! "Where are my friends?" Apparently that's what birthdays mean to Kinley. You have all your friends with you. Mommy couldn't pull that one off at 7 in the morning. There's always next year. ;)
She had streamers down the hall from her room leading her to the table. I had all intentions of buying frozen pancakes and having them on the table with candles in them when we got her up. However me and 7:00am with almost no sleep does not equal a functioning brain at the grocery store.
She really does love balloons. She was asking if she could take them to her room.
Kinley loves to help bake and cook, so she was glad I left the frozen ones at the store. Can you see the pancake mix all over the dang counter and floor?
Here's a better shot:
She only got away with it because it was her birthday. It's hard to get mad at that face on her birthday.
And again, I forgot the candles. She loves having Happy Birthday sang to her, so I thought we'd slip in an opportunity for that with her pancakes. Oh well. My smiley face doesn't look as good as IHOP's, but you can't be choosy with a 3 year old helper.
And again, she didn't mind.