Turning 4 & Pre-K

My sweet girls birthday is Saturday, she's had her heart set on a Little Mermaid birthday for months now and I'm so excited for it. We've arranged to have it at the splash park close to our house and she's requested hot dogs and fruit. Done. 

She's nearly 4 going on 14. She's sassy and smart with the biggest heart a girl could have. Right after she turns four she will start pre-k. This is huge you guys, we opted to have her go trough a church near our house and it is three days a week for 2.5 hours. I searched and searched for a pre k that had a similar schedule. 2 days was not enough but 4 was too many, not to mention finding one that wasn't 4 or more hours. That's just too much. For us. I understand schedules and working family's but this is a giant step for us. In her four short years my girl has never been around any type of day care setting. The gym-no. Fred Meyer kid spot-no. Literally nothing. We've attempted the gyms day care one time and they came and got us 10 minutes later.  She's close with her grandparents and her aunts, that's about it. Shes got a shy little personality but when you know her, she lights up. Until about 6 months ago we were going to stay at home until kindergarten, but Raygan has helped us change that decision and we both think this is what's right. And so does she, she is so damn excited. I'm excited for her to meet new friends as we as the time ill get with Remy. We went to pay for her school and her teacher just so happened to be there, SCORE! Seriously, for my shy girl the more she sees your face, the better its going to go! We've chatted about how her teacher was “so so nice” and Raygan insists that everyone is going to miss her while shes in school-damn right. Mamas freaking out over here.

On that note-I'm also worried how little sister will react, they are so close, best friends, little amigos, but once again, it will be good. Right? Right?

I will tell you how terribly bad I am dreading the first drop off day. I'm confident that there will be tears and some clinging going on, and I'm confident that the tears will not only be from Raygan. I'm terrified. 

Raygan Is Three!

My girl had a birthday party. A beautiful ballerina party indeed.

It was hot. It was fun. And my girl is Three.

She had been telling me for months, and I mean months that she wanted a ballerina party. I honestly thought she would change her mind 100 times by then but she stuck to it. We decided to have it at the park a couple houses away from our house. I honestly don't love having birthday parties at the park but that was basically our only option this time.
Since it was at the park the decorations were minimal. Previously I posted that I wanted to have a table set but that ended quickly when I realized half of my friends with kids couldn't make it. I guess that's what happens when you give birth in the middle of vacation season, and right before school starts.

Pink Lemonade in mason jars!

Instead of a table set for kids, I opted for a glam station for the girls to get all glammed up!

Not so sure about her crazy aunt jumping in the picture!

 

 

I loved that she wanted to open every peice after she grabed one!

Her friends looking thrilllled :)

Tired kids at the end of the party! We tried for a happy family photo but that was just reality!

She was in birthday party heaven! She was twirling around and my shy little girl loved that it was all about her. She pranced around in her amazing pettiskirt and play heels like it was her job, she played with friends and ate to many cupcakes. But like usual I love parties...and I love when they are over!

To my little girl:
Three years ago you made me a mama. We were beyond thrilled that we were chosen to be your mama, and daddy. You are a daddy's little girl, and mamas best friend.
I am so proud of the little girl you have become. You continue to amaze me every.single.day. I love your strong willed, sassy attitude..that obviously comes from your daddy.
You are such a well rounded little girl, carrying a purse in your hand while you play basketball with daddy.
I love that you only want mama for certain things, and same goes for daddy, and some things you can do "all by yourself"
We have decided to wait a year to put you in preschool, you are well prepared for it school wise. But when we barley mention bringing you to school you pretend to be a baby and say "no mama Ill cry and say I want my mama No! no!" Ill continue to help you with numbers and writing.
I loved watching you with all of your friends on your big day. It made my heart happy. I love you baby girl.


Currently:
Currently you can count to 17 by yourself and 20 with help.
You know all of your shapes even an octagon, every stop sign you see "Look its a octagon!"
You've know all your colors and your ABCs since before you turned two. We are working on individual letters.
Your favorite color is pink and you tell me that no one else can like it.
You still play with my ear to go to sleep. Not every night, but more often then not.
Ballet starts again in a couple weeks, you can not wait! I however am a little nervous because we changed dance studios and you are not the best with any kind of change whatsoever.
You and your sister are best friends, literally. You two rarely fight, you just love each other so so much.
Food has never been your strong point, you are a picky picky eater although lately you have been surprising me and opening up a little. You finally eat chicken that isn't chicken nuggets. And we thought you were going to be a vegetarian..which in this family doesn't fly!

You are 3 going on 16. The first present you opened with mama and daddy was an adorable outfit from my grandma. You put that thang on and waltzed around like you owned the place and this is what happened next.
Raygan: okay lets go.
Mama/daddy: where are we going?
Raygan: Lets go to the mall. Okay?
Mama/daddy(looking at each other): did she really just say that?

so you bet your butt that's where you went. Daddy took you to the mall and bought you some clothes that you picked you. What a fashionista you are. You and you sister both have your daddy wrapped around your little finger. But that's the way we like it :)

You continue to surprise me more and more every day.
I can't wait to see whats next.
I love you baby girl.