Birdie Turns Four

Four!

Oh Birdie Brigade, Our Bridie is four.  Four!  (And she's over 40 pounds so by state law, she can rock the booster seat, and rock one be-purple flowered booster seat she is.)  Our Birdie makes a lovely four.  And she had two lovely celebrations yesterday to mark the occasion.  The first was a party at this open art studio place called Kiddywampus with nine of her nearest and dearest, at which they made crowns and fairy gardens, and ate a cake with the sisters from Frozen on it.  The second was at the White House with all three of Clara Jane's maternal great great aunts as well as her Grandparents Trump who came into town Thursday night.  In the wake of the celebrations, we are richer by several princess and fairy dolls, as well as an additional princess gown, but we couldn't be any richer than we already were in the way of birthday girls turning four.

"Elsa and Anna!"

Hearing about what we were going to be making at this party.

Making a fairy crown. . .

And garden.

Fairies trail a lot of glitter in their wake.

A lot.

Special thanks to Sara for this and several other terrific shots.

When it's your birthday, you can lick the frosting off the number candle (but you still can't eat the candle).

And you get whatever piece you want.  (Clara wanted Elsa's face.)

Who is watching who at the zoo?

Mis-en-placed for birthday celebrating.  (Special thanks to Grandma Connie for decoration hanging assistance, and laundry folding.)

C for Clara!

What's a brother for?

All the girls, including Elsa and Anna, and excepting Berenice.