Fun in Fairyville

Last weekend I took Emmy to have a garden tea party with a bunch of fairies – and I wrote a blog about it for Hamilton County Tourism. Here is the link recapping the fun afternoon on that blog: visithamiltoncounty.com/blog

Here are a few quick things about the day (in addition to the post above):

I took Emmy to the fairy party an hour early because she desperately refused to do anything else.

“Lunch Em? Or maybe a little walk?”

“NO, I GO TO THE FAIRY TEA PARTY!?”

I am happy we did because we had time to create a cute little fairy house (although one of the fairies at the tea party told her to expect a fairy to move into the house so now I have to go buy one and I keep forgetting).

Our creation!

Our creation!

The tea party was the best hour of Emmy’s life. She insisted on dressing like a fairy (black ballet leotard, pink tutu, pink sweatshirt, her Tinkerbell wings, two pink headbands, her Cinderella shoes). We sat together at the table and drank tea (she had orange tang), and the fairies came around to chat with her.

Just hanging with a garden fairy...

Just hanging with a garden fairy…

Sipping on "tea."

Sipping on “tea.”

The biggest news of the event was Emmy’s deep, dark hatred of the Unicorn fairy. The Unicorn didn’t speak, she was all white, and freaked Emmy out. Em kept her eyes on that Unicorn as she hobbled around the party and at one point had the following conversation with the Queen Fairy:

“I don’t like your Unicorn.”

“Why not? She is a verrrrry nice Unicorn, we love her.”

“She scares me. Can you send her away?”

“No, we need our Unicorn, we can’t send her away.”

“Could you send her to a BAD place?”

Shame and horror, I felt shame and horror.

Creepy Unicorn strolling through the party..

Creepy Unicorn at the party..

Taking a fairy garden tea party selfie (obviously) with Em, but she could see the Unicorn in the camera on my phone & wouldn't take her eyes off her.

Taking a fairy garden tea party selfie (obviously) with Em, but she could see the Unicorn in the camera on my phone & wouldn’t take her eyes off her.

Emmy didn't speak to the Unicorn, but if she had, she would have said "Back up off me..."

Emmy didn’t speak to the Unicorn, but if she had, she would have said “Back up off me…”

Beyond that, Emmy loved the pretty tea cups and sitting outside and talking to the fairies and strolling around to see the homemade fairy houses. She smiled from ear to ear the entire time and, at the end, she tugged my skirt and sweetly asked, “Mama, is this better than Disney World?” I obviously told her yes.

A few more pictures…

Emmy with the Queen Fairy. I can see the judgement in her eyes "What kind of mother encourages her daughter to send Unicorns to bad worlds?"

Emmy with the Queen Fairy. I can see the judgement in her eyes “What kind of mother encourages her daughter to send Unicorns to bad worlds?”

Me and our fairy house, Emmy and her tea cup - but all eyes were on the Unicorn.

Me and our fairy house, Emmy and her tea cup – but all eyes were on the Unicorn.

The Fairy that told Emmy a fairy would CERTAINLY move into her fairy house.

The Fairy that told Emmy a fairy would CERTAINLY move into her fairy house.

Sweet, girly, beautiful Emily...

Sweet, girly, beautiful Emily…

 

 

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Happy Sixth Chris!

Christopher turned six on Monday. SIX! How did that happen so quickly? To celebrate his big day, I decided to show up at his school for a little lunch (um, cafeterias still smell the same 20 years later and the food is as gross as ever).

Ew

Ew

Duh, we had to have a birthday school cafeteria selfie showcasing the applesauce.

Duh, we had to have a birthday school cafeteria selfie showcasing the applesauce.

"CHRIS, take ONE BITE of your lunch." "OK Mama, I will take one bite when you take one bite." DAMN IT, Chris won that battle.

“Chris, take ONE bite of your pasta.”
“OK Mama, I will take one bite when you take one bite.”       DAMN IT, Chris won that battle.

After the school day was over, I took Chris and Em to the happiest place on Earth. McDonald’s, obviously.

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Chris was happy because they had Spiderman toys in the Happy Meal, Em was happy because they had Spidergirl headbands, I was happy because after they ate, they ran for 45 minutes and didn’t ask me a single question – they didn’t even want me to see their faces for fear that I would drag them out of there.

Eating chicken nuggets like they're going out of style...

Eating chicken nuggets like they’re going out of style…

"CAN WE PLEASE GO PLAY?!"

“CAN WE PLEASE GO PLAY?!”

After we ate and played, we went home and all went straight to bed. Happy sixth birthday Chris!

Oh and have no fear, the boy ate cake. The night before his actual birthday, my parents had us over for a very last minute surprise party for the little guy. He ate cake and enthusiastically ripped open a present or two. He was a happy happy happy boy!

Cake

Cake

Obligatory candle blowing out shot...

Obligatory candle blowing out shot…

Duh, a surprise birthday party family selfie. No gathering or moment is complete without one.

Duh, a surprise birthday party family selfie. No gathering or moment is complete without one.

WAIT, there is more! Sentimental moment I don’t want to forget… After lunch wrapped up, we were waiting in line to walk back to Christopher’s classroom and he said “Mama, will you hold me?” It was his birthday, so there was no way I was going to say no. I scooped him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder. I immediately got choked up because I realized that the days of him wanting me to hold him in front of his entire school are numbered. The days I am actually able to hold him in my arms are numbered. The time just went too fast. So I rubbed his back and felt his eyelashes tickle my neck and held him so tight. And if anyone saw me cry a tiny bit, it was the teachers and they’re probably so used to crying in the cafeteria (usually by the 6 year olds though) that they were able to act business as usual.

Happy Sixth Christopher James Buckner, you are my love!

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Fly Me To The Moon

“Mama, do you know who were the first men to walk on the moon?”

“Neil Armstrong and Buzz Lightyear.”

“No, that isn’t right mama.”

“Yes it is Christopher! Neil Armstrong and Buzz Lightyear were the first men to walk on the moon.”

Twenty minutes later and it is just now hitting me that I’ve seen Toy Story way too many times.

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Glass Slippers

Last night, I took the kids grocery shopping with me at Target. We obviously ended up doing a lap through the shoe section.

“Mommy! Look at these heels! I want heels!”

“Emmy, I love your love of shoes, but they don’t have any baby girl heels here. They have girl tennis shoes, you want those?”

“Yes they do. I can find heels.”

Like a moth to a flame, Emmy was suddenly reaching behind boxes and pulling out the only toddler size 9 high heeled shoe in all of Target. “See mommy, they have Cinderella shoes.” Seconds later she had them on her feet and was posing in front of the mirror.

I put her in her sparkle converse for school, but when I dropped her off, this is what I found:

Yeah, she has on two different socks.

Yeah, she has on two different socks.

"My teachers will say 'Oh Emmy, you look just like Cinderella.'"

“My teachers will say ‘Oh Emmy, you look just like Cinderella.'”

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Saturday Was the Day for Ballet

Emmy believes many things. First, she believes that she will be five at her next birthday. She just does not see the need for the age of four and wants to skip ahead to her brother’s age. Two, she absolutely believes she is Queen Elsa from the movie Frozen. Finally, she knows she was born to dance. Since I can’t (and wouldn’t if I could) make her skip her fourth year, and I am not sure how to turn her into an ice queen, I decided to make her dream of dance come true. So Saturday, we danced.

She was petrified at first….

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…but after a few minute long warm up (and seeing one of her girly friends from church), Emmy was the happiest she has ever been.

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Warm up!

Curtsy...

Curtsy…

Happy...

Happy…

Practicing her graceful leaps

Practicing her graceful leaps

Emmy loved ballet. When I asked her at the end of class if she wants to go back she said “Oh yes mommy…” she shook her hips and said “and I want to wear a black swimsuit!”

For faithful readers, you might recall that Emmy went through  phase where she KNEW she was a real doctor. That has passed, and being a Ballerina Elsa has taken over.

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This Weekend…

The weekend was simple & easy, here is a quick recap.

Friday was Dr. Suess Day at Christopher’s school. Chris insisted on going as the Grinch.

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Saturday morning, Emmy took her very first ballet class.

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After ballet, we went to watch our friend Danica cheer. Emmy’s eyes never left Danica. “Mommy, those cheerleaders are so beautiful…”

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Here are both kiddos, running wild…

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We hung out with my family on Sunday. Chris snuggled me, Emmy snuggled up to Uncle Paul.

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And then, long after bedtime I went to check on them, and this is how they were found: curled up in the tightest little snuggle ball you ever did see..

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Let It Go

Like all little girls, Emmy is obsessed with the movie Frozen. She truly believes she is Queen Elsa, frozen touch and all.

Yesterday she ripped off her coat, spun around in a circle, and said “I’m not cold mama, I’m Elsa – and the cold never bothered me anyway.”

Well… Okay then.

(Non Frozen fans should know that “the cold never bothered me anyway” is an Elsa quote)

Here she is, spinning & singing…

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