Yesterday we attended little Ronia’s 5th birthday party. I’ll never forget seeing her for the first time, upon our return from Burning Man. She was the size of a tiny loaf of bread. Brenna made the dress she is wearing here.

Not to be outdone by the fairy-themed party, Elliot dressed himself in his DIY robot costume.

Josh, his maternal grandfather, and his pops. Doesn’t he look just like his grandfather?

The spread. I indulged in a single carrot stick and then on the way home requested frozen yogurt. I mean, you know, I TRY. Of course I looked at the calander today and realized my brother’s wedding is in less than two weeks, and do I really think I’m gonna lose weight in that amount of time? Probably just lose and gain the same three pounds.

Ronia dances down the stairs.

The party was well-attended.

Who has this many friends at age five?

Ronia requested that I wear this outfit, so I complied. We all picked fairy names. Mine meant “golden-haired sea nymph”.

Brenna made these marshmallow-frosted cupcakes.

Here’s “Oberon Jr.”.

Later on, Brenna changed into her Fairy Queen outfit to teach “Fairy School”.

This involved instructions on dancing and then hiding from humans.

The dancing was adorable.

Siiiiigh, Ronia!

Birthday wish. Ronia scored–her actual birthday was on Friday, so we celebrated that day as well at her grandparents’ house with cake and presents.

I hope all her wishes come true.

Present time! The other kids always want to “help”, I’ve noticed.

Ronia received a few puzzles. She must take after her Aunt Liz.

Josh and I went to Petticoat Junction and we both picked her out a tutu–he picked a bright green “Tinkerbell”-type number, and I picked out this fabulous frothy lavender number with flower-shaped sequins, which just happened to match her fairy wings perfectly. Brenna texted me this morning: Guess what she wanted to wear today? with a picture of Ronia wearing my tutu again! I know that girl’s taste! It’s just like my own. Girly to the max.