Audrey turned five yesterday. She was so very excited to "get the party started" that she practically vibrated from room to room at her Nana's house.
I'd met the family at my Mom's from work. I forgot the # 5 candle, so I asked Mr W to pick one up on his way back to the house. At the appointed time, we lit up the 5 and the little row of five candles (you can't ever have too many candles when you are five)...and she blew them all out in one breath.
We all cheered, and I was about to move into serving mode, when the row of five lit up again. ??
Once again, she managed to blow them all out, only to have them spark up. Surely her father is not that mean, I thought, to get her the relighting-candles.
Nope. It was an accident. The five candles I pulled out just happened to be bonus candles in the pack. It was totally funny, one of those moments that are better because they are not planned.
We took her to the pediatrician for her well visit today. Mr W and I followed her out into the hallway as the nurse checked her vision. I'd forgotten at this age that the eye chart is pictures. I listened to her, as she told the nurse what she saw: "Heart" "X' "Boat" "Flag."
As the nurse moved her hand down the chart, and the pictures got smaller, I had to chuckle, as the pictures became "Little heart" "Little X" "Little Boat" "Little Flag." It was so adorable, her Dad melted on the spot.
Unfortunately for her, this was the most enjoyable part of the visit as she was due for some shots. Four of them.
I thought she was going to be brave. She said she was going to be brave. I should know better. All bets were off once she saw the syringes.
The girl has perfect vision.
My hearing, on the other hand, will never be the same.