Kiersten turned 6 on April 8th and wanted a Fancy Nancy birthday party. If I were completely honest, I would probably have to admit that I had a lot to do with it! I suggested that she have one, and then told her all the fun things we could do with the theme. And then any time she would say she wanted some other sort of birthday party I would ask, "Don't you want a Fancy Nancy one, where we . . . ?" And she would always remember "Oh yeah, that's what I want!"
I think my mom and I had as much fun getting ready for the party as the girls had at the party! Nate and I timed our trip to Hong Kong so that it was just perfect for picking up fancy party supplies! And all the shopping we did there didn't feel like we were spending real money (in part because of the exchange rate, and partly because the money looks different than ours!), so I probably spent more than I normally would have on a birthday party. We picked up paper fans (from the Ladies Market), and sparkle bracelets (from the Jade Market), and . . .my mom came up with the best find of all - the biggest, fanciest, foo-foo-i-est headbands I have ever seen!
The girls had lots of fun at the party -
we started out with a fancy breakfast (we ended up doing a morning party because that Saturday was really busy!), which was more difficult than I thought it would be. Kiersten knew right off that she wanted fruit and pastries, and I felt that we needed some sort of protein to round it out. But I could not come up with anything that I thought little girls would like. Finally the night before the party we were in the frozen food isle at the grocery store and I read Kiersten her options and told her to choose. She chose sausage on a stick, wrapped in pancakes (a breakfast version of corndog on a stick!). As we were walking up to pay I started having second thoughts - did they really go with a fancy breakfast? She looks at me, completely exasperated and says, "Mom, not everything has to be fancy. This is what I want." Well, that settles that! So then I had to laugh when one of the girls said, "Wow! This is such a fancy breakfast!" I don't think it was the sausage on a stick that inspired that comment, but maybe the clear plastic goblets (I found at the dollar store!) that I'd glued a rose and a bow to that the girls thought were from a wedding!
After breakfast we played Pin the jewel on the Tiara, and the girls practiced their princess/fancy walk with a banana on their heads (because bananas don't get in the way of their tiaras like a book would, duh!) while I cleared breakfast and set out the stuff so they could make their own fancy shopping bag. Once the bags were complete we headed out to the garage where they got to go "shopping" and then came inside and opened presents and had cake and ice cream.
Kiersten wanted a yellow cake with chocolate frosting this year - yummy, but how do you make that fancy? It didn't help that I completely forgot to make sure I had birthday candles, which, it turns out I didn't have! And, I didn't even start the cake until 8pm the night before! In an effort to make it a little fancier I sprinkled mini chocolate chips in the batter and then baked it as a bundt cake. I poured a chocolate glaze over the top and then let it cool. I intended to go back and try to make it fancy . . . maybe with some pearls and flowers I hadn't really decided what I was going to do, and then forgot about the cake until it was time to serve it! Maybe that's why we don't have any pictures of the cake! Oh well - it may not have been fancy, but it sure tasted good!

As far as life
with a 6-year-old vs. life with a 5-year-old goes, I don't think there has been much of a difference. She did tell me that she could tell that she was taller and thinks that she grew an inch the night before her birthday. And Nate and I both agree that her 6-year-old talent of counting to 10 in VERY gringo-Spanish (all numbers are self taught!) is much more annoying than her 5-year-old talent of whistling! However, she constantly loves to share both talents with us . . . constantly!Sadly, I can't think of any thing else. Can anyone reading this think of cute stories of 6-year-old Kiersten that I've already forgotten? If so, let me know!
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