HBD Emme

Good gracious, our baby is four. And how she loved being the birthday girl! Breakfast in bed (bluberries, bananas, and sugar cereal) 

and presents from grandmas. . .

 . . .and later, cupcakes, candles, and wish making.

 She wished (out loud) for a giant pink unicorn and almost couldn't contain herself when that's exactly what she received at present time. No pictures, but I'll not soon forget her sweet, joyful face. These are the perks of this parenting gig, folks.

We love you, dear squishy little Emme-boo. Happy Birthday.

Former Emme days here, here, here, and here.