Yesterday morning I greeted Myka with a reminder that it was her birthday and she was now three! Her response: scowls and growls.
“No, I’m two.”
“Well, yes. Today is your birthday. Now you’re three.
“No! I not three!”
And then she started crying.
Fifteen minutes later when we were eating breakfast and Grandma said good morning and happy birthday she was all smiles and said, “yes! I’m three! I’m having dinner.” Dinner? She knew cake came after dinner, so it seemed like a good time to eat that specific meal.
Speaking of cake…Myka was unimpressed with the purple cake I made for her. She has been talking about having a purple cake for her birthday for months. The problem was that this was a purple cake with white icing, it was a ‘white cake’. We’ll be celebrating again on Saturday at lunch so Stephen can join us via FaceTime. I’ll be making cupcakes with Purple Icing. Maybe that will work better.