That's the birthday girl with the crazy smile. The girl across from Peter is her sister and one of Pete's favorite older friends (she's 6). The big surprise of the day was that Peter got his very own Hello Kitty egg-free cake. He ate half of it there, and got to take a piece home too.
These are a few things from the goodie bag. One was a make-your-own-stained-glass thing. You trace a picture with a gel crayon, let it dry, then peel it off. Pete chose a ninja turtle for our first try at this.
Another goodie was a giant balloon with a face on it. Rich succeeded in blowing it up, and now we have to talk to the thing, its like he's a new member of the family or something. It of course resembles a giant thing-which-I-won't-name (so that people googling that word won't land on this blog), so I don't really like talking to it much. Worse yet, *he* (it, the balloon, whatever) was having a conversation with Peter's Woody doll (from Toy Story), and Woody asked what *his* name was - and *he* said his name was Blue Woody. Great.
Saturday (after another botched effort to go swimming) we took Rich to Egeskov Slot.
Rich and Pete are pretending to be knights here.
And everyday ends at the playground.
Blue Blankie Update
The grandmas and aunties know how attached Peter has been to his blue waffle blankies. I am happy to report that on his own he no longer sleeps with them wrapped around his neck. He puts it next to his pillow, but not touching his body. I guess this means he's growing up, and I'm happy he's doing it on his own. (He won't be in therapy 30 years from now telling the doctor about how his mother ripped away the only comfort he had.)
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