Well, our actual birthday wasn’t so great. I had visions of laughs and good times. Ella wore her birthday outfit to school, we sang the song in the car. We were going to Burger King for playgrounds, crowns and chicken nuggets… what could possibly go wrong?
Tummy ache. MAJOR tummy ache. She skipped her nap and cried instead. She refused to go to the bathroom. We went to Burger King, it was sort of a disaster. Molly spilled her orange soda right after we got there. Ella wanted to sit on the potty. Twice. She screamed the whole time we were in there! Then she ate about two bites before going outside. She cried. She cried if I didn’t play on the playground. She cried if I did. She cried when we took a picture and when we went down the slide. She cried.
When we got home we were going to watch Jon & Kate and eat ice cream (Ella’s new favorite things to do). Instead we got in the bed and Ella cried so loud we couldn’t hear Jon & Kate. She changed her mind and said she didn’t like ice cream anymore. She cried. I cried.
Happy Birthday.
