Good Golly Miss Molly! Oh Boy Baby Brother!: Molly is Six Today!

In case you didn’t catch it in the title, here it is again:

Every year on Molly’s birthday, I take pictures of her throughout the day. Not just the exciting parts, but just a little bit of everything she does.

I post the multitude of pictures for those of you out there who are interested in every.little.detail. of Molly’s life (Grandma and Grandpa), but I mostly post them for Molly. This is not only her blog, but also her scrapbook.

Molly’s is having a big birthday bash on the weekend, but since here birthday fell on a weekday this year, her day was a bit routine. So don’t go to sleep.

We prepared Molly’s goody bags for her class yesterday. You see, she goes to one of those politically correct schools that won’t allow you to bring in cupcakes for the class. Wouldn’t want to offend that kid with the gluten allergy. And since there is a possibility that one kid may not be able to have a cupcake, no one can have cupcakes *Heavy sigh* Whatever.

So instead of cupcakes I had to come up with ideas for a goody bag to hand out to the class. Luckily I am one of those mothers that thinks ahead and I got stuff for Molly’s class while I was in China.

Okay, I’m not really one of those mothers, but I did somehow manage to think of Molly’s birthday amongst all of the chaos in China. Amazing, right? I thought so, too!

Here’s a sample of what each kid got. The bubbles were actually from Wal-Mart, but I am sure they were made in China. Does that count?Pretty cool how the x in the word six is actually the Chinese character for six. I’m just crafty like that. Okay, you caught me again. I am not that crafty. Actually I copied it off of some site that came up when I Googled Chinese character for six.

Here’s Molly putting together her goody bags the day before her birthday.

And here is the pile of completed goody bags.

Now onto the actual Birthday day!

While I was taking a shower, Molly snuck into my bead. That was her first official six year old undertaking.

Next was breakfast. Molly requested French toast (crust cut off) with butter, syrup and chocolate sprinkles. She also wanted scrambled eggs, cantaloupe and milk. I stuck the candle in for kicks.

Sam had the same thing, but no sprinkles or candles. Candles and sprinkles are not special if everyone gets them, right?

Next, Molly gets her hair styled at the Chez Mom Salon and Day Spa.

After breakfast it was off to the bakery to pick out a cake. Molly wanted chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Sam just wanted more free samples.

Then it was off to the grocery store to pick out Molly’s party cake. Why didn’t I do that at the bakery? Because I’m cheap, that’s why. The bakery is oh so delicious, but kinda pricy. I am not serving 15 little rugrats a $75 cake.

By the time we got done with errands it was time for lunch. Molly requested a turkey and provolone sub sandwich, broccoli (okay, she didn’t request this but she did eat it), cantaloupe, and milk with a silly straw.

After lunch it was off to school to drop off Molly and the goody bags. She usually rides the bus so was thrilled when I told her that I would drive her in today. This is Molly’s teacher, who is awesome, by the way.I didn’t stick around school to take pictures of her in the classroom, although I was tempted!

Molly got off of the bus with a smile and a birthday crown.

Snack time…veggie chips. Who are they fooling with these things? They are potato chips. First ingredient listed on side if the bag: POTATO! Just because they add a little spinach or something, they have the nerve to call them veggie chips. Lucky for Molly, it was her birthday, so I let her eat them for snack.

After snack, Molly went outside to blow bubbles (from her goody bag)…

…and ride her bike. She was outside with Dad and I ran out to snap this picture. And yes I did make her put on a helmet when I saw her. Mom’s are just like that.

Sam didn’t want to be left out of the action so he rode Molly’s old scooter. We really need to man up his world. Little boys, no matter how cute, should not be riding pink and purple princess scooters. Maybe black ones with orange flames and sculls, but definitely not princesses. Just saying.

For dinner, Molly selected her favorite Chinese buffet. If I was on the ball, I would have remembered to take a picture while she was actually eating. But I wasn't on the ball.