Just popping by to say Happy Birthday Matilda!
Right, there comes a point where you have to either move on, or just buy yourself a Klingon costume and go with it.
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Gudanov - Sep 26, 2009 11:35:12 am PDT #11083 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping
DavidS - Sep 26, 2009 12:05:53 pm PDT #11084 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
We are back from Matilda's birthday, and she is napping.
Good turn out, great cake, excellent sandwiches (via Emmett) much fun and cuteness and the carousel.
There was only one hitch. After we lit the candles, and sang Happy Birthday to her, Matilda was overcome with an excruciating sense of self-consciousness and ran away crying from her birthday picnic.
We had to round her up twice, and mollify her and finally she felt better after (a) chocolate cake; (b) Emmett playing with her on the swings for twenty minutes.
aurelia - Sep 26, 2009 1:47:13 pm PDT #11085 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Aww. Well it was her party.
JZ - Sep 26, 2009 1:56:47 pm PDT #11086 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Still, it was...shocking, to see her jump up and bolt. She fled for the play structure and tried to climb up the ladder and hide in a corner, and could only be coaxed back out with much effort and gentle suasion and cuddling, and she never did get around to opening her presents. I think it was just overtiredness and overstimulation and finally,for the first time, completely grokking that all these people were here just for her, and that next year it'll all be routine and easy for her.
Please, please don't let her be crippled by shyness like I was. Please?
She's just awakened from her nap/utter swoon and is drowsing quietly in her crib, for which we got a rainbow-colored mosquito net to make it her private tent.
Polter-Cow - Sep 26, 2009 2:06:50 pm PDT #11087 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
JZ, I called to wish Matilda a happy birthday, but I guess it was party time. When she's awake, have her give me a call?
msbelle - Sep 26, 2009 2:41:55 pm PDT #11088 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
mac just broke out with the news that he would be ok moving to Texas after this year of school. ummm, not sure I am, but it would be good for a number of reasons. I guess we have to keep talking about it and see how the economy goes.
Stephanie - Sep 26, 2009 2:54:54 pm PDT #11089 of 30001
Trust my rage
Ellie cried when we sang to her at her 3rd birthday. Thankfully, the cake fixed the problem. Then, on her 4th, she grabbed the candles just after we blew them out, burned herself, and cried. That was also fixed with cake.
Jessica - Sep 26, 2009 3:15:05 pm PDT #11090 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
IME, cake can solve just about anything.
Happy birthday, Matilda!!!
DavidS - Sep 26, 2009 3:17:48 pm PDT #11091 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
IME, cake can solve just about anything.
It was a really good cake from Schubert's, one of those old timey neighborhood bakeries that's actually super tasty and delicious.
Matilda is happily playing with her new Groovy Girl items, Nihao Kai Lan playset and fancy china tea set.
JZ - Sep 26, 2009 3:20:39 pm PDT #11092 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Aw, P-C, you're adorable, but Matilda remains resolutely shy. She is very firmly opposed to talking to anyone at all on the telephone right now (also absorbed in studying the My Little Pony library her daycare provider gave her, and stacking the books in Tolee's Treehouse).
Ugh. My dad, who knows my feelings about feminism and gender and innate differences but thinks I'm adorably earnest but ignorant in the ways of the Real World with all its snips'n'snails and sugar'n'spice children, got her a hot pink fairy-decorated Glitter Girl lip gloss and body glitter mini-suitcase. Bleargh.