Savannah turned 10 in November. I'm late posting pictures about it...
Grandma Stahr took us both out for lunch to celebrate our birthdays; we went to Red Robin (yummmm...) and had a fantastic time!
Dinner was a simple affair - just us, but the food was good. I think next time, Savannah won't choose to have a roast with mashed potatoes and apple crisp for dessert. She was so full from lunch, that she literally could NOT fit a single bite in. After I insisted that she had to at least try her dinner (in my defense, she didn't tell me that she was full from lunch, just kept picking on her food and playing...) she forced herself to eat something, and then threw up. She then told me it was, "The worst birthday, EVER!" No one likes throwing up on their birthday (or any other day!).
| The birthday Crisp. Tasty. |
| Her new coat! She wasn't sure what to think at first - it wasn't at all on her list of things she wanted, but now she wears it EVERYWHERE! |
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