Her day began with some breakfast in bed courtesy of her daddy, followed by a pre-party gift (a fancy new dress for her party). We had several things to get done this morning (frost the cake, decorate the clubhouse, etc), but it actually wasn't too hectic. I was actively trying to breathe and relax, and I think that helped. I genuinely love throwing parties but tend to get all sorts of stressed and anxious about them; I'm trying to nix that latter part.
^^ The frosted cake. It was easy and quick and turned out beautifully, I think.
We had the most delightful tea party at eleven with a few of her close friends. It was a Dolly & Me tea party. The little girls all came in fancy dresses and accompanied by their favorite dolly. Jolie of course brought Lucy, her American Girl doll from Santa who honestly inspired this whole theme.
The girls and their dolls each received a pretty "pearl" necklace when they arrived. Then we read a couple of darling little tea party books (Fancy Nancy and Madeline).
After that, we practiced walking gracefully while balancing pretty pink plates on our heads, sang I'm a Little Tea Pot, and "Queen Julianne" taught the ladies how to properly curtsy. It was so cute.
The girls were then seated at the (humbly speaking) adorably decorated table, to be served along with their dollies. It was delightful. James refused to dress up (dang kid, ha) but still served as the little ladies' waiter, bringing out each course as I called for it. The girls were charmed and polite and just ate it up (see what I did there). We served pink "tea" (actually white chocolate hot cocoa with raspberry syrup), little tea sandwiches (baguette slices topped with Vache Qui Rit cheese and a half cherry tomato), fresh strawberries, cake balls (courtesy of Aunt Ashley), and dipped strawberry wafers. Then, because they hadn't consumed enough sugar already, we sliced and served the cake.
After the ladies were all done eating, Jolie opened her gifts. She was given such generous and lovely gifts. She (and Lucy) were thrilled with all of the new pretties. When each girl's parents had come to get them, Jolie sent them home with their very own tea cup + pitcher set and a fork + spoon pair of teeny silverware for their dollies.
The party was a hit, but the day was not done. Once we had cleaned up the clubhouse (which went quickly, thanks to some help) and dropped the party remnants off at home, we headed for the mall.
And my little girl got her ears pierced.
She was so, SO excited. Because it is Valentine's Day weekend, the shop workers were dressed up as royalty (one the Queen of Hearts and the other as Elsa-ish). Jolie was in heaven.
I made them take a good while getting her marks straight (you can't really scooch over the hole once it's in!). Jolie chose some beautiful crystal butterfly earrings. Then they prepped the guns (each girl used one so Jo would have only one jolt of pain, not two). And then... BAM! Done and done.
She cried. And looked so betrayed and hurt. It was heartbreaking. But it only lasted about a minute. By the time she had picked out her suckers, she was ok. And by the time we left the store, she was skipping. That's my girl. (It should also be noted that she has since mentioned several times how very happy she is to have her ears pierced. And she claims they don't even hurt at all anymore. Let's hope that lasts. Stay clean, little holes.)
Jolie was so happy, all day. She absolutely loved her birthday and all the things in it. I love how very feminine she is; it's so much fun. She reminds me of myself as a little girl (just much more beautiful... Thanks for the gene contributions, Daddy!). She really is an amazing girl. I'm so, so glad she's mine.
Happy birthday, Jolie Girl. I love you.
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