Well, Urban Kid 1's sixth (SIXTH!!!) birthday has come and gone. And I think that we've convinced our little Ski Trip Souveneir that she did actually have a birthday party. Actually, it was more of a Birthday Weekend. And judging by her behavior today, well, let's just say that re-entry to regular life can be a real b*itch.
But on to the good stuff!
On Thursday, we did the bare minimum of school. It was a drop-dead-beautiful day outside, plus her birthday. So when asking her to do anything at all, it was "but it's my birthday!" And frankly, I could see her six (SIX!!!) year old logic. So we knocked out a reading lesson, just enough math to say that we did some and a spelling test (100%, thankyouverymuch). Then it was out into the beckoning sunshine to go for a walk and eventually, oh-so-coincidentally, happen by the nail salon, where U-Kid 1 scored a mani-/pedi- and her mom who her gave her life treated herself to a pedi.
Yep. A good time was, indeed, had by all.