Two! More! Birthday! Parties! for Edda! this weekend 🙂
The Chinese one with noodles for long life…
And one of Edda’s favorite cakes:
And a 2nd one at Sunday night dinner. Look – Edda and I have the same messy haircut…
Opening presents…
Maxi got sent to the dog house for being such a pain in the behind. Poor girl, she just wanted some bacon covered meatloaf…
Jeremy just got back from a 10-day business trip to Brazil. It was focused on agriculture policy/practices in Brazil, but it also seemed like a lot of fun:
Like drinking Caipirinhas.
Having flan:
Seeing the Christ the Reedeemer statue:
Hanging out on the beach in front of the Copacabana.
In honor of the actual day of Edda’s birthday, we had a small family celebration. Edda’s birthday is always bittersweet and a little difficult – the ritual of balloons, cake and gifts is really just something I do for me because I don’t think Edda knows this is a day different from all the other days.
We presented Edda with the cake and she promptly slap-smacked the candles (thank goodness they weren’t lit yet).
We had some helium from the balloons and all of us inhaled and sang Edda “Happy Birthday” in chipmunk voices which amused all of us :)!
Happy 7th birthday sweetie!
Happy Birthday, Edda – from Grand Mom, Rena & Grand Pa, Noel.
My parents came by last night with Chinese take-out. Except for the okra, which my mom cooked herself.
Enjoying chinese fried chicken.
Ruby, the grand-dog, gets a little chicken treat.
Last Sunday, we celebrated S’s 7th birthday. S was born a week before Edda, so she is my benchmark or milestone marker for Edda to keep Edda (and me) up to speed in the world of 7 year old girls. S got her ears pierced in honor of turning 7, so it occurs to me that maybe Edda would want her own ears pierced. Hmmm. Something to consider.
Dad and Edda considering the implications of Finding Nemo.
Chocolate cake!
It is such a beautiful weekend, I am a little embarrassed to admit that we are just staying in the house and relaxing all weekend. No play dates, no extra activities, no nothing. Vince is doing a Rugrats marathon, I’m catching up on bills/paperwork/taxes and Grey’s Anatomy. Edda is still in her pajamas. We are eating on the couch and licking the artificial butter off of the packaging of microwave popcorn. It’s awesome.
