We celebrated LittleBird's birthday this weekend. Ten little girls running and screaming in full princess regalia. Once again, the party gods smiled on us. No one was hurt. No one cried. There was no fighting, shoving, or tug-o-war over toys. We decorated crowns and made princess bracelets. They ate Palace Pizzas and Magical Macaroni. The cake was a success, I must say.
My favorite part, however, was the after-party.
LittleBird gave LittleMan a hug to say thank you for being such a great little brother all year.