Number 7 for my Rosie Posie

We partied like rock stars. Well, we had some funky glasses anyway. She got some presents and got her ears pierced. She was mostly excited to decorate her own cake because she wants to be like Auntie Sara when she grows up. She declared it "almost as good".  My little social butterfly was pretty sad to spend the day without all her beloved people, she was upset Daddy had to work and she was dissapointed Mama doesn't know how to mind read. We had a bit of drama and tears on what should have been just a joyful day.  I do hope she either outgrows it or that we can teach her to accept what is. Where is  Grandma Francis when you need her? I dearly hope she remembers the positives and how the next day we took her to a water park. But that deserves its own post.