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December 22, 2005 In Point-Form 
~Wednesday~ Frances had her daycare birthday party. She spurned the cupcakes and ate only cheesies. She also cried hard when Erik showed up to take pictures, and wouldn't stop until she got a hug. Erik, of course, stopped first to take a picture of the crying. Good boy!
Daddy, they're killing me! Honest! ~Thursday~ We saw her new pediatrician for the first time. He is not freaked out about her size! Hallelujah! She got a shot. That was not fun. She weighed 17lbs 6oz and was 27.5" according to their measurements, which means she gained a pound without growing any. Umm, I don't think so, really. But that's ok. Today was just the baseline. And actually, on our scale at home this morning, she was only 17 lbs even. Plus also, I held a tape measure up behind her while she was playing with one of her toys, and she was almost 28". So there! Not that I'm obsessed or anything. While she was napping, I made french onion soup and the filling for stuffed baked potatoes, set out the snacks and paper plates etc., and cleaned up the house. Frances woke just after 3:00, and we put on her pretty party dress. The last time she wore it was last Thanksgiving (2004) and it was way too big. Now it's actually a bit on the snug size. SNUG. I think I died of shock.
She loved to wear her party shoes and stomped-stomped-stomped in them. I think she may be a tapdancer in training. At 4:00, I started the macaroni and cheese. Just after 4:00, the guests arrived. It is very hard to feed a party of four guests when one of them won't eat carbs and two of them won't eat meat. But I think I did ok. We still have a lot of leftovers, though. Frances CLEANED UP. From her mom and dad, she got a set of emergency vehicle toys (fire, police, ambulance and spill clean-up, which I think is just too fun, considering my background), the Little People castle, a book, and a Max and Ruby dvd. From our neighbours, she got a Potato Head set and the Little People Night at the Ball set (which is so sweet of them). From her Mumms and Grandpa she got the Fisher Price leapfrog like Learn Through Music or whatsitcalled. From her Aunt and Uncle she got a lifesize Diego doll, which everyone (including Frances, but not including me or Erik) thought was Dora. And Christmas is in three days! Egads. The Potato Head toys were the most fun, I think. But Diego/Dora was a huge hit. She gave him/her big hugs and kisses and carried him/her around all over the place. She also liked to wipe his/her nose. And eyes.
*smooch* Everyone cracked up when she took the Queen from the Little People set, laid her down on the bed and said, "I'm very very tired." I now have two days to finish getting ready for the family Christmas celebration. Left to do: 1. Make the parents dvd I think that's doable, actually. But none of it tonight. I am beat. Posted by Andrea at December 22, 2005 9:29 PM under Beanie Baby Brags EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments Yikes! Busy day! Glad to see that lil Miss had a great birthday! I hope Mummy isn't too sad to see her baby turn 2. (Just wait til she turns 10! Oy vey!) I was with you in the go-go-go mood today. I can't believe that there's still SO much to do and NO time left in which to do it! Posted by: KLee at December 22, 2005 10:35 PM
We had 2 parties for my son (see blog) and then today my neighbor stopped by to give him a small gift. He refused to open it. Didn't even look at it. He seems to be done with presents. Hm. Next year we'll have his birthday party a little further from Christmas, I think. Did Frances do anything like that? Posted by: Jennifer at December 23, 2005 12:17 AM
What a nice birthday (except for the crying and the shots!) I posted a link on my blog to a card for her. Posted by: liz at December 23, 2005 9:47 AM
Awww, Happy birthday Frances! Posted by: Eryn at December 23, 2005 10:46 AM
Happy Birthday, WBBEBN! She is adorable. And she cleans and sleeps. Yay Frances, Yay Mummy! Posted by: Running2Ks at December 23, 2005 11:54 AM
I love the party dress and the shoes are fabulous! I'm glad that Frances had a good birthday (well, except for the crying and needle part) -- especially all the good loot. Way to go Frances!! Posted by: Sue at December 23, 2005 12:36 PM
Hooray for 17 lbs! Hooray for the new pediatrician! Posted by: Phantom Scribbler at December 23, 2005 1:16 PM
Hey Andrea! I just wanted to stop in to wish Frances a very happy birthday--and to wish you and your lovely family a wonderful Christmas. Hope you have a fabulous holiday. Posted by: Amy at December 23, 2005 3:10 PM
Happy Birthday! It sounds like a wonderful party. Frances looks beautiful in her dress. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas! Posted by: ccw at December 24, 2005 8:35 AM
Jennifer--I can now safely say no. Frances is dying to open her other presents. Posted by: Andrea at December 24, 2005 6:43 PM
Frances is such a cutie in that dress! She could be a little model! And the one of her kissing Diego is too much. Posted by: halloweenlover at December 27, 2005 5:28 PM
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