Cecelia is now 8-years-old. She aspires to be a cowgirl when she grows up, and a singer, writer, princess, mom, etc.... But, I digress. We threw a little Cowgirl Birthday Hoedown. (Did I spell that right?)
We attempted a game where we were sharp-shootin' pop cans with water guns. We weren't very successful. I guess we needed some of those semi-automatic water guns. Are those still legal?
We also played a relay race game where the teams rode their (broom) horses across the house herding their (balloon) cows into the (couch) corral. It was pretty fun - notice I didn't put up the picture my loving husband took of me (from behind) riding the range. Luca's way cuter!
Here are Cecelia and Carlo attempting to lasso a "buckin' bronco." They weren't very successful with that one either, but it was lots of giggles trying anyway.
Another cute home-made cake. Cecelia helped put the M&Ms on the boot for decoration. This was an easy one. I didn't stress out too much; I didn't even have to yell at anyone.
Cecelia making a wish. She didn't tell anyone what it was, but I'm suspecting something about a horse, maybe a pony.
Cecelia and Luca pigging out. Other "cowboy snacks" were chips and picante sauce, beef jerky, gummy rootbeer, trail mix and real rootbeer and sarsparilla in bottles.
Rocky crowding in for the present action. ;) Cecelia wearing the necklace I made and her "sheriff" badge.
All in all, it was a fun party. I'm glad too, because it seems like every year Cecelia gets kinda gyped on the birthday front. I was starting to think it was cursed. But, not this year! Friends came over, food was munched, and presents were opened. Praise God, I survived another one! Thank you Lord, I've got over 2 months till the next one.
Verse for the day:
"There, in the presence of the LORD your God, you and your families shall eat and shall rejoice in everything you have put your hand to, because the LORD your God has blessed you."