Today Little Bird is six years old. Just like every other mother in the universe says on her child's birthday, I have no idea where the time has gone. Her fourth birthday wasn't so bad. The fifth one was really hard for me. This one is pretty tough, too, but only because my expectations and hopes and dreams aren't being met. But that's my problem, now isn't it?!
The last time she had a birthday party she was 3. Since she's in an awesome inclusion program this year with typical kids (aka normies) who all have birthday parties, we decided to throw one for her with the kids from school and a few outside kids with whom she has play dates or shares a special connection.
I baked and frosted 7 million cupcakes
(or maybe it was 48. I stopped counting.)
|They turned out great, right?!!|
|Strangely enough, all the kids wanted to taste the GFCF big top cupcake I made for the bird|
There was one point where this happened:
But then this happened, too, so it's cool
|Yes, her name is spelled L-i-t-t-l-e B-i-r-d. Pay no attention to this typo.|
Alright, six. Let's see what you've got.
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