Birthday Girl!

Which one of Taylor's birthday's should I post about?

 The one she had when Nana & Papa were here, two weeks before her actual birthday?

 

Or the birthday party she had with friends the day before her birthday?

  Or what we did on her actual birthday?

 I think I'll tell a little bit about all of them. It started when my parents came into town a couple of weeks before Taylor's birthday.  We decided to celebrate with Nana and Papa a little early.  

 All she wanted was a store-bought cake, 

 a cowgirl hat,

 and cowgirl boots.  Boy, is she spoiled!

She wants to be a Rodeo Princess, not the Queen though, that's for old people.  She was into having curly hair that week.  So I braided her hair and let her sleep in it that way.  The next day she had wavy hair that she insisted was "curly."

Thanks Nana and Papa for Taylor's cowgirl boots!

Then I guess Taylor forgot that she got everything she wanted because she started inviting all her little neighborhood friends to her birthday party.  After the fact, she informed me that all her friends said they could come to her party.

I asked, "What party?"  

"My birthday party, of course." she said.

So we had a little party for her the day before her birthday.  I made cupcakes that were supposed to look like butterflies. They didn't turn out like Martha Stewart's, but they were tasty anyway.  

Taylor's into butterflies lately.  She wants to be a butterfly expert she says.  We checked out all the books the library has on butterflies.  We learned lots, including that a butterfly scientist is called a Lepidopterist. Now she has a really cool name for what she wants to be when she grows up.  

 

So at her party we played Pin the Wings on the Butterfly...

and toss the beanbag at the butterfly.  (Logan made these games, by the way, even the beanbags.  He was such a big help to me, getting ready to throw this last minute party).

We all had lots of fun hanging out with friends.  Birthdays are a good excuse to invite friends over.  

     

I even painted butterflies on her cute little fingernails.

 

On her actual birthday, we put together some left-over cupcakes so we could sing to her one more time.  

We saved one last present for the day she turned 6! and for when it was nice and quiet at home because...

it was a Nexus 7!  

   James was so excited to give this to Taylor.  He loves spoiling his kids.  And it's an electronic device, so it's right up his alley.  He was having so much fun showing her all about it.  He's just a big kid himself, he was as excited as Taylor, if not more so.   

I can hardly believe how fast the time flies.  I now have an 8 and 6 year-old.  Crazy.  

My little six-year-old is such a girlie girl.  She loves dancing and singing and dressing up. She loves being a princess and having tea parties and anything sophisticated and grown-up.  She's taken to talking with a British accent most of the time, at least with the last few words of every sentence she speaks.  

She loves helping me in the kitchen and taking care of her baby dolls and stuffed animals. Taylor and Logan are the best of friends and play so well together, it's really wonderful. 

Taylor is so sweet and brings so much enthusiam and energy and fearlessness to our family.  She's happy and excited about everything from the moment she wakes up in the morning to the time I try to get her to be quiet and go to sleep at night.  I wish I had her energy and zest for life.  She's pretty unstoppable.  

We are the luckiest family in the world, to have her with us each and everyday.