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Typing in my Tiara

We had Julia’s birthday party yesterday.  Family and some friends, food, cake and ice cream, and – best of all – nice weather, so people could spend some of their time outside.

Today…the cleanup.  I didn’t do much more than pack up the leftover food and stick it in the fridge (not that there was much of it) last night. 

And that tiara I mentioned?  Yes, I’ve been sitting here checking email and other peoples’ blogs this morning wearing one of the tiaras I’d bought as favors for the other little princesses that were invited to the party.  Julia told me to.  So I did.  Not much fight in me this morning.  Thing is, none of the invitees from her daycare came, so I’m left with a lovely selection of sequined tiaras in assorted colors.  And bags of assorted necklaces and rings and bracelets, too. 

Right at this very moment, Julia is traipsing through the house in her underwear, adorned with a necklace, three rings, and a bejewelled barrette in her hair.  She is stunning.

The party was fun – really, a nice number of people.  I’m actually glad the daycare chicks didn’t come, though it would have been nice if their parents had RSVP’d so I wouldn’t have planned for their attendance, just in case they showed.

But anyway…Julia had fun, and that was the main thing.

The birthday cake I made is going to be the focus of my Tuesdays With Dorie post tomorrow, so I’m afraid I won’t be sharing pictures of it today.  I can share this with you, however:  I had asked Julia several times (just to make sure she didn’t change her mind) what she wanted for a cake.  She wanted a "strawberry cake" with purple on the outside and pink flowers.  So that’s what she got, with a bit of artistic license on my part.

(Update:  Julia now has 4 necklaces, 2 barrettes, one hair clip, and no rings.  I think the rings were a bit cumbersome.  She can only handle so much bling.

Sigh.

I’m just looking around.  You know, I had the house looking so nice…but whatever.  The debris is proof of a good party, I guess.

Gotta go get Alex moving along for school…and then it’s time to tackle the kitchen.

Talk to you later…

3 thoughts on “Typing in my Tiara

  1. I had to laugh at the image of your daughter traipsing about in nothing but underwear and jewelry. I don’t really have to imagine it, since I’ve seen it so often in my own house… =) Brianna is five, and has been going through a princess/fashion plate stage for… oh, about 2 1/2 years now. I love to see some of the things she comes up with. I spent part of last evening painting her fingernails. We had a deal–if she would really stop biting her nails and let them grow, I’d buy the princess nail polish she’s been wanting. Fortunately all of the colors are really light and pretty much just make her nails look sparkly.

  2. We haven’t reached the nail polish stage YET – but I see it on the horizon. Several of the little girls in her gymnastics class have pretty pink or purple toenails every week, and I see Julia looking at them. I know the wheels are turning in that tiara-clad head of hers. It’s just a matter of time.

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