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Siena’s birthday bash began with some cupcake frosting eating at the park: 

Party costumes were creative and varied (that’s Elliot in the ladybug helmet and some of Siena’s extra wings. I couldn’t resist):

And that’s me, wearing what Siena calls my “Mexican Butterfly dress,” forcing Elliot to have his picture taken in a ladybug helmet and wings. (Dear Future Elliot: Sorry about that. I really couldn’t help myself. I’ll tell your friends to stop laughing at you.) Also, Siena’s friend Jackson in a bee outfit.

And here are some more Fairy Princess Ballerinas, posing for the camera: 

There was also swimming, because why do one fun thing when you can do Eleventy-Million?    

After the Fairy Princess Bug Ballerina Cat Pool Party Extravaganza, we came back to our house for a family dinner and joint celebration for Siena and her two cousins who also have summer birthdays. 

Here’s the kids’ table (note the fairy wings — still on — and the sword): 

And that was the birthday party. Nine solid hours of fun.

Oh, but her real birthday (July 7) had not even occurred yet, so what did we do? More celebrating! Dinner at Pepito’s, followed by a trip to the Fishy Store, followed by the unceremonious dumping of Bob Dylan (the Girl) into the fish tank and the spilling of half a bag of water on our bookshelf and floor. (Note to selves for next year: drink margaritas after purchasing and transferring Birthday Fish. Not that we need margaritas to make a huge mess [see spilled milk post, and every other day of our lives here] but it may have dulled our reflexes just a bit.) 

But we did get this picture: 

 We call it Portrait With Goggles and Fish.

And this one (note Matt’s sopping wet shirt):

And that brings us to mid-July. I’m exhausted.