This morning Suzanna did some gift opening in the hotel room and found among her other gifts . . . the clothing items that she had helped her mom select last night! She also opened, from her sisters, a DVD of Underdog and a set of infant clothes that she can use with a baby doll that she recently bought for herself using a birthday gift card from her aunt and uncle. Suzanna selected Red Lobster for her birthday dinner around 11:00 A.M. On the way into the restaurant, she said, "Wow, it's cold here in North Dakota." Um, dear, we live in North Dakota, too--it's just not cold in our corner of the state. Inside it was warm, and we had a tasty meal with friendly service. (Abigail had her usual crab legs off the children's menu; I had my usual cold meal by the time I was done cracking her crab legs and extricating the meat for her.)
We're spending the night with Jay and Erin, and all the girls are camping out in Hannah's room. It's certainly not the same as it was a decade ago to tuck in little Suzannabear: no more bars on the crib, longer blankies, stuffed animals that don't rattle. But she's still ticklish; she still enjoys hugs and kisses; and she still enjoys being tucked in. Happy birthday, Suzanna! You'll always be our baby girl!
. . . and again five years later.