HAPPY BIRTHDAY (9 TIMES AND COUNTING)

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Becca attended her 9th birthday party since we've been here. I swear, she's on some sort of little kid birthday circuit.

Most of the parties are at a place that has a bunch of inflatable jumping contraptions. Becca loves them. It gives her the opportunity to bounce till her brains rattle (which she would ordinarily just do on the sofa), and bruise other kids (which she would ordinarily do only to her sister).

Today's was at a park. Next week we get to go back to the inflatable place and to a kid's gym (more bruisin' & rattlin', just on different equipment).

These are opportunities to see other sides of our child. Other people absolutely adore Becca. Her classmates in particular. She hugs them all and takes them individually to their parents when they're injured (a clever cover-up for the fact that she perhaps did the injuring). They all think she is "so cute."

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Apparently the same behavior that gets her repeatedly sent to her room is adorably mischievous in small doses. Who'da thunk it.