Biscuit is eight. I have lots of photos but my computer OS upgrade seems to have broken Typepad. Maybe this will post with no photos???
Ok, apparently hitting publish and THEN adding photos has somehow helped. The sizes are wonky but I'm going with it.
When we are stuck in the car or some other equally boring place Biscuit often asks for a Fluffy story. I'm not sure how these stories got started but now they're tradition. Fluffy is the brown bear she made at Build-a-Bear in kindergarten. Clara is the white bear she made in first grade (and, obviously, Fluffy's older sister). A recent Fluffy story featured Fluffy's 10th Birthday (his "golden" birthday since, apparently, Fluffy was born on the 10th of the month). Fluffy's parents tricked him into thinking there would be nothing special at all on his actual birthday and all the celebrating would take place at his weekend party. Biscuit has mentioned many, many times how that was the best Fluffy story ever and I think she was half expecting the Fluffy treatment. So, I figured why not.
During the night we filled her room with balloons and papered over her door. When she broke out we shot her with Silly String and let her have pie and ice cream for breakfast (along with presents from mom and dad--clothes and a tennis racquet). She had a card in her lunch and then after school got to go to ice cream with her grandparents and got a new bike (from the grandparents)!
That evening we went to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants which was kind of a bust because they were sooooo slllloooowww but she did get a giant slice of delicious birthday cake.
Back at home and back to reality she and Oscar popped all of the balloons. But it was a seriously fun day and fun to make a little bit of the Fluffy story come true. I did hasten to tell her that she should not expect this treatment every year. Fingers crossed she remembers.
Happy Birthday, big girl. We love you!