She started off the morning so excited to go to preschool. We made muffins and took fruit on toothpicks to share for snack. But almost immediately after picking her up from school she was like this ...
The poor thing got sick and stayed that way for four-long-days. She ended up losing 5 lbs. out of the whole thing, which is a lot when you're a little one. So her birthday was a lot more low-key, which actually is very refreshing.
She kept changing what she wanted her birthday cake to be: a ballerina cake, a princess cake, a Tinkerbell cake. Originally she wanted it to be pink, then purple, then rainbow, and in the end it was a chocolate cake with a Polly Pocket doll stuck in the top:). (I know, my cake decorating skills are amazing;), the round part was supposed to be the doll's bottom part of her dress, haha, but when Sophie got sick, we didn't worry about the details;)).
At one point during the day I asked if she wanted to make the cake on a different day and she said no. I told her we could freeze a piece for her and she said, "I don't ever want to have birthday cake, EVER". That's when I knew it was serious:). We did coax her to sit on my lap so we could sing to her. Even though she didn't even want to blow out the candles, she had plenty of helpers. Poor thing, she was miserable. It was a stomach bug that lingered and lingered.
Little Sophie is such a joy. She's very content to play by herself, is a fantastic artist (she looooves to color pictures ... we've had to limit her use of computer paper, which is her favorite medium, or else she'd easily go through a ream per week), she's tall for her age, and is a great big sister. She loves her preschool and loves to go visiting teaching with me so she can hold all the babies, pet all the dogs, and play with all the friends we visit. She's been my little companion so long that I will really miss her when she goes to school next year.