Last week, my little girl and her cousin decided to throw me a birthday party. It's not my birthday (or anywhere near it) but that's ok. It was the thought that counted. I even got lots and lots of presents that were lovingly wrapped in scrap paper (and my last roll of tape).......
Take a look closely at the picture. There are all kinds of yummy, plastic goodies on my coffee table. I zoomed in on the pretend bottle of chocolate syrup immediately- how about you?
On the end of the table, you will see my gifts that I received. I got a pink hair accessory, my missing spoon, an old worn out dish cloth, my missing scissors (that I had been previously searching frantically for just moments before this party started), and the beloved, plastic cockroach.
Little girls are so sweet- even when they give you a plastic cockroach for your pretend birthday. Little girls can't keep secrets so I was warned ahead of time that I was about to open a gift that was nothing but a plastic cockroach. That was good to know ahead of time- don't you think?
Thank you, girlies!