Eight!

A blondie in our home doesn't like pink anymore (new color is "periwinkle"). No sparkles or bling. Grew out of her Tinkerbell bike. No bows. Fingernails and toenails are every color of the rainbow, including black.  Just plain flip flops and t-shirt is the normal outfit. Our little princess has turned 8. Eeek!

Lauren said she didn't want a big and loud party this year. Okay. She wanted to go camping. Okay. (It is like 130 degrees here now, people.) Well, Daddy was gonna borrow an air-conditioned camper from a buddy for the State Park. But...oh no! The State Park sites are practically booked for the summer. (Crazy.) On to plan #2. Um.

Her special day ended up being a fun surprise and a delight after all.
1. Breakfast in front of the T.V.
2. Surprised her and picked up a girlfriend, then to favorite (Chick-fila) for lunch.
3. Off to the "Marmaduke" movie (cute!) and everyone fiercely licked on the most enormous suckers you've ever seen.
4. Played. Jumped. Giggled.
5. Facial masks. Nails. Check.
6. Wearing favorite Snoopy t-shirt, we were off to a favorite dinner spot.
7. Presents and wishes made over a strawberry cake (she would eat strawberries ALL day if she could).

Yay! What else would a little girl want?

So, low and behold, a sweet day for our sweetie!