Beanie is 4!

Last week, I learned something from having to rush around making Pookie's dream of a heart-shaped birthday cake come true. While Grandma was here I entrusted her with the mission of discovering what Beanie expected in the way of cakes on her actual birthday. Bean's response was, "a black square cake with black 'fostine' an' a wed heart." Grandma was even gracious enough to actually bake the cake late Friday night and put it in the freezer (thank you, thank you, thank you)!

Following my award-winning performance as The Mom Who Saved The Birthday, when Pookie first saw her cake she seemed unimpressed. Her first comment was, "I thought it would be red." Wow. So much for that Oscar. I explained how I had chosen her favorite colors and pointed out the lovely pink and white striped candles, to which she replied, "Well, I guess it will be okay. Thanks, Mom." Ahem. Needless to say, I have been hoping for a slightly better response from Beanie.

Beanie raced into the kitchen and asked excitedly about her cake. Holding my breath and guarding my emotions, I pointed to the fridge and leaned in behind her as she opened the door. At first, silence...and then, "It's my birssday cake! It haves chocolate an' a wed heart! I knew you would make it for me, Mommy! It is gweat! Thank you!"

Whew.

Welcome Home, Pig!

Pook (quietly): "Momma, I don't want to sleep up here alone."
Bean: "'Ka'an! Well, come down here then!"

And so went the first night of trying to sleep on the top bunk! We told the girls that they had to nap up top before they could sleep there, because we are worried about them waking up and forgetting about the ladder. Pookie did take a nap on the top yesterday, but she isn't too hip to the idea of sleeping all by herself up there!

In other news, Pig has returned. Yea! Apparently he decided to go on a short trip in the van. Luckily, he made it home safe and sound. Pig's next adventure will be traveling to dance class next week. The Bean has developed a tendency to be shy in public. Even though she talked about dance class right up to the front door of the studio, she refused to participate in the class and the instructor actually held her the whole time! Hard to believe, isn't it?