Banana (my brother's little girl) turned two on the 24th. My other two nieces (my sister's girls) celebrated a birthday on the 17th. Smudge is now 5 and her big sis is now 10. I haven't thought of a code name for my sister's oldest girl (the one who turned 10) yet...and everyone needs a code name in my book...I asked my sister for help with this and when we come up with something, I will let you know. She's very smart and creative...loves school (just like Aunt Mandy did) and is a bit of a book worm. (Again, just like Aunt Mandy.) So, until we come up with the proper code name, her alias will be "Sister Girl." (Only Bobbie Jo will get that.) Maybe that will be it forever...who knows.
Anyway, Sister Girl is REALLY digging Hannah Montana these days, and well, who isn't? So, she wanted the wig and such for her b'day; Smudge wanted some "hot" clothes for her Barbie (I have no idea how she knows what "hot" means, but you can ask my sister about that one); and Banana is all about Elmo these days. Again, who isn't? Speaking of Elmo...my brother and I were talking this weekend about how he has TAKEN OVER Sesame Street. And what gives him the right really? I mean, think about how long Bert and Ernie and Grover and Oscar ran that hood and now Elmo gets all the glory? So not fair. And why didn't they name him "Melmo" instead of Elmo? I've never met a toddler who doesn't call him Melmo, Banana included. But I digress.
Sunday was birthday palooza for us. Here are some photos:
Sister Girl aka Hannah Montana
And Smudge with some of her loot...hot clothes for her own self...she immediately changed into this shirt and leggings.
Banana was a little overwhelmed by all of the presents.
She was very excited about the Cabbage Patch doll PJ and I gave her. Once she opened it she didn't want to open anything else which was a little embarrassing since all of the grandmas were there pushing their elaborate gifts on her. "I don't want to." "I want the baby." She wouldn't continue the opening of presents until I got the doll out of the box and stuck the bottle in its mouth. Phew.
She's a great kid, though...she loves clothes and doesn't act at all disappointed when she opens a box of shirts rather than a box of toys. (A girl after my own heart.) She was quite proud of the black leggings from us. Because she knows that black leggings are an essential part of any wardrobe.
It was a fun afternoon. And once again, the birthdays have been appropriately celebrated.