Anya is now an old fart. (Her cake is not gray; it is purple. I asked her what kind of cake she wanted, and she said purple. So, I made her a purple cake with purple frosting. And sprinkles.)

I couldn’t take a picture of Anya in the ole picture spot because we threw that sad changing pad thing out pretty much a year ago. And we moved the cabinet it was on downstairs. And there is a couch in front of that window now. But hey! The couch she is sitting on in this birthday photo is that couch in front of that window, so some continuity has been preserved!

So, what has the old lady been up to this year?

+ Talks in multiple word sentences: “I no eat dinner. Daddy and Mommy eat dinner; I eat goldfish!” (Yes, she uses semicolons, too.)
+ Counts up to 10 or so, but the numbers aren’t always in the right order: “1, 2, 3, 8, 9, 4, 6, 13!”
+ Ditched the diapers! YESSSS!
+ Gained a reputation as “Oh, no, that girl!” at the library’s story time. You know, that girl who runs around going LALALALALA waving scarves and bouncing off other kids?
+ Can get on and off the potty all by herself.
+ Can get out the screen doors but not back in…yet.
+ Learned about frisbees, kites, and baseball.
+ Helped knock down a wall.
+ I’m sure there’s more, and I’ll add it when I remember, but this is all I can think of now especially since it is oh so late and past my bedtime.

Andy’s mom came down for the big 3 celebration. We took her to Mabry Mill and had lunch there. Yum. We’ll definitely be going back there. Anya ate so much, her tummy popped out of her shirt. See? Yeah, um, that’s what happened! Because Anya would never wear clothes that are too small. No way!

In addition to the Cinderella doll, Andy and I gave Anya a wagon for her birthday. It’s a honking big wagon and took about an hour to assemble. Anya really likes it but will not ride in it. Oh no. We put her in it and she wailed. So we put Buddy in it, and he scrambled out. In the end, Anya decided the best thing to do with a wagon is to push it.

After wagon pushing, it was time for some gymnastics. Andy showed off his mad tumbling skills by doing a front roll UP HILL. He then wowed the audience by standing. On. His. Head. I’ve been married to this dude for almost twelve years, and I never knew he could stand on his head.

All in all, it was an interesting birthday weekend.