Poor baby…woke up feeling a little under the weather…not the way the birthday princess ought to feel. But she rallied (just barely) and took it all in. Of course now she can only walk on her tippy toes but at the party couldn’t so much as smile and speaking was out of the question. Oh well…we have pictures…she could still end up thinking it was pretty cool to have a real true live ballerina dancing just for her.
(okay…this blogsite apparently had a birthday too and made some changes of which I CANNOT FIGURE OUT. UGH. Please excuse all the oddities this post might contain like the underlined blue type above that I can’t fix.
Anyway…the ballerina planned to do some creative movement with the girlies so I made these ribbon thingies for them to flail around with that attach to their hands with little bracelets.
That lasted all of 4 seconds…oh well.
Snacks on hand for the grownup girls…virtually untouched. I, on the other hand had a FEAST when everyone left, being the cheese freak that I am.
This is Caitie, our lovely ballerina preparing her music.
She was so beautiful to watch and danced to the music from Enchanted. The little girls were awestruck.
none more so than Sassy Pants.
Next we assembled ballerina paperdolls. I had pre-made little tutus, yarn pigtails, leotards etc.
and we put them together.
Now it was time for some of that chocolate cake. YUM.
After cake, we played “pin the tutu on the ballerina” aka, Maggie, my Spittin’ Images Mannequin…named Maggie because I based her appearance on a college project I did where we created a store–logos, packaging, ads etc., and mine was named Maggie Singleton’s. The little girlies didn’t especially enjoy being blindfolded but we got through it with no major malfunctions.
NOTHING makes our girl happy like a new dolly. Aunt E wins for this years most prized present. Sassy Pants was pleased as punch, and declared this her favorite part of the whole shindig.
and a happy, newly minted four-year old, makes for a happy mommy. Phew!
(and a special thanks to Nana who came in town from Charleston, just for the occasion. We love you!)











