
Since her birthday was 2 days after Easter this year, we decided to have a combined celebration. After dinner we opened presents. Lexi got some new books, clothes, a Little Pet Shop house and animals, dress up clothes and more. Bummer for me, because my camera has been acting kinda weird so I didn't get the best of pictures but I did manage to get a few cute ones from her special day.
Danielle and Emery also enjoyed some of her new dress up stuff.
Lexi's big surprise this year was a "real" bike. She absolutely loves it. I love watching her do something that 'big" kids get to do. She loves to ring the bell. She keep telling me I have to make her a PB&J for her to put in her pouch and that I need to put water in her bottle. So far she has done really well. We have only had one knee scrapped this week. I pray the weather will start getting nice so we can ride to the park together.- She tries hard to obey her parents and is usually willing to help me when I ask her.
- She loves to be tickled and play with her friends.
- She loves to dance with Daddy and sing. Though if she catches me watching her dance or sing she stops and get really embarrassed.
- If she knows I am about get upset with her because she is not listening to me, she will cover her eyes, as though she won't be seen to get yelled at.
- When she tells people her name, she insists that her name is Lexi Mae.
- She is still a skinny little thing and half of her pants fall off when she runs or even walks. I swear she will go through life running with one hand on her pants out of habit.
- She won't wear jeans anymore. Thank goodness we are coming into the warmer weather, because she will only wear skirts and leggings. I love that she like skirts because I have been able to make her a few really cute ones that I like.
- She is always hungry. I swear I hear her tell me that a million times a day
- She has recently really gotten into Dr Seuss.
We love you Lexi Mae and I am so proud to be your mother!
1 comment:
Cute, cute! Happy Birthday Miss Lexie Mae!!
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