I cannot (CANNOT) get over how old this little lady is! And she is such a lady:
Maggie decided (or she might have been bribed) to pass on a friends party in favor of a pink guitar. I consider that a huge win.
Her choice in breakfast cereals. Taking my kids to pick their birthday cereal is always hilarious. They wander up and down the grocery store isle with completely overwhelmed expressions on their faces. We don't eat cereal often and what we do eat is definitely not sugared. I have to explain what exactly is in each one and what that might actually taste like. It's an adventure.
Maggie's surprise gift were some glow fish....which promptly died. She seemed to handle it rather well. We went back to the pet store and I got a lesson in fish tank cycling and chemistry. The 3 follow-up fish are doing just fine now.
Red Robin was Maggie's choice for dinner out:
Maggie's choice in family activity that weekend: Wild Life Sanctuary a few short minutes from our house to see the "big cats".
About Maggie:
1. Sweetest, easiest child ever! The girl will go along with anything, mostly without complaint. Even if that is a boring day of errands. Very obedient and ready to please means most difficult parenting moments are really easy with that sweet thing. She is more than willing to help out when needed and takes excellent care of her littlest charge--her baby sister.
2. The most imaginative little girl ever. All games of make believe and pretend are her forte. Her biggest source of frustration is when someone doesn't want to pretend exactly what she had in her head. Since her extreme love of all things "big cats" is limitless we do a lot of pretend lions, pretend leopards, pretend tigers. But they are usually princess loins, princess leopards, princess tigers.
3. Maggie is a flirt. There's always a little boy in her class that she gets silly about. And shy about.
4. Not only is Maggie a very sweet girl but she does (just like her mother) have a very sweet tooth. That girl is all about the sugar. Treats, baked goods, candy--all her favorite things. It borders on addiction (just like her mother). I relate well to this side of her and more often than I care to admit I'll use her as an excuse to make or buy a little treat.
5. Daydreamer. Daydreamer.
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