She’s Precocious

 We had Luna’s birthday celebration on the 5th. She told me everything she wanted to do for her birthday one night during a bedtime chat so we made this little bucket list. She hung it over her bed and we looked at it every day. She counted down the days on my calendar at least 3 times a day. She was SO excited.

She asked me a few weeks ago,”Do I just get loneliness on my birthday?” I was like,”What? Haha! What do you mean?” She said, with concerned eyebrows,”Well, I don’t have a birthday party with friends coming over  like Lewis did so does that mean I just get loneliness?” 

I hate birthday parties! Any parties! But I might have to rethink this as she gets older, haha.

In spite of extreme loneliness, Luna enjoyed her day.

She marked off each thing as we did them. I forgot to get the unicorn piñata so that didn’t get done. Maybe next year.

The Farmer’s Market flowers are so stunning! I love Dahlias. We came home with random loaves of bread and raspberry strudel and lemon rolls. Luna got her first caramel apple and loved it. 

Le Peeps for stuffed french toast. Le Peeps makes the BEST french toast I have ever had. But the rest of their menu tastes like if Walmart opened a restaurant. We complain every time we stray away from the french toast and then do it again the next time we go. But the stuffed french toast is just amazing.

Picking out cupcakes! I love their faces! I wish we were all so easy to please!

A family walk to the park.

Luna wanted to eat pizza in a “pizza store”. Aaron has wanted to try Ember for years so he took us there. It was so good! Great pizza, great service. Super cute spot. We sat outside and it was FREEZING.

Thankfully they had little fires and heaters and blankets. 10/10 recommend.

On the way home Aaron made a quick stop at the gas station for an energy drink, and Luna knows she will get a treat anytime she goes inside with him. But this time he said no, stay in the car. She said,”Dada. Do you know how much you disappoint your oldest daughter? On her birthday?” So she got her way (“Dada, I am so glad I could convince you of this. Convince means I changed your mind.”), and came back to the car with this treat:

She exclaimed the whole way home,”I love these gummy heads so much!!! Who IS this man?!! I love his gummy head!”

And finally, we had cupcakes and family bed (our mattress on the living room floor).

The best day for the best five year old who says the best things.

A little P.S., a few bonus remarks from Luna the past couple days:

We sat down for dinner and Aaron says,”Man, my nose has really been bothering me. Allergies, I guess.”

Luna sighed heavily over the weight of the world on her shoulders. “My vagina has been bothering me”, she intoned as she took a forlorn bite of her pulled pork sandwich.

Aaron was telling Luna an on-going story that he’s been spinning for her since she was around two. There is a monkey king named Shadow, a unicorn  sidekick named Stanley, and the monkey king’s recently acquired wife. Aaron couldn’t remember the wife’s name,”Was it Shawty? Sharon? Cheryl?”

Luna asked inquisitively,”Was it Shitty?” 

Aaron,”Nooooo, I don’t think that’s it.”

She has no idea what that word means. 

Luna LOVES the french language. She thinks it’s so fun and so beautiful. She knows a few real french words, and when she doesn’t know the word, she will make it up. The other day she asked me,”Do you know what Cor-duh-loo-veen means?” I said no, I had never heard that word. “Well, I’m not FULLY sure, but I’m pretty sure it means corduroy in french”, she explained as she stroked the fabric of her corduroy pants.

As we walked the dog the other day,”Mama, what is that red on Pax??” 

I looked all over Pax for a red thing and couldn’t find it. 

“Right there! Between his legs!!”, she pointed helpfully. 

The light dawned,”Oooh”, I said,”That is what is commonly known as a dog penis, Luny.” 

Luna, studying this new to her phenomenon,”Wow. I guess it’s so wet because Pax likes to sit in water puddles.”

Me: *deceased on the sidewalk*

Luna’s self portrait. Looks like a little mouse. Extraordinarily tan. I love the heart in her chest. And the little brown spot at the bottom of her body is “My booty, Mama!”.

Aaron and I spend a lot of time in our room laughing our heads off over the things she comes up with.