Every month on each of the girl's "month birthday" we do a little mini celebration. Not even a celebration, really. We just make it known that they are 4 years and 11 months (in Mo's case today), let them pick the activities (kind of) for the day, and also pick dinner. Oh, and they also get to eat off of an adorable little "This is your special day" plate, made by yours truly.
Anyway, so far, pretty much every month birthday that rolls around, the girls ask for chicken nuggets and ketchup. Sometimes they throw in fries. A couple of times they may have asked for pizza. I kept thinking, silly girls, they could have ANYTHING, and they are asking for the same thing they very well could have two other times that week! Well, no longer.
This morning when I informed Maura it was her month birthday... what would she like for dinner? She quickly answered with a "chicken nug... no, not chicken nuggets. I think I want lasagna. Yes lasagna." Okay, I can do that. Not really in the mood for making lasagna, but a bit healthier than nuggets. "Nope, mom, I changed my mind. I don't want nuggets. I want to go out to eat. To Friendlys. And get ice cream at the end. And I want them to sing me happy birthday."
There is no turning back now. I have a feeling in 7 days when Mags' month birthday rolls around, she will NOT be asking for chicken nuggets.
added: We did go to Friendlys that night. Myself and the three older girls. Maura ordered (yes, chicken nuggets and fries). They sang to her. They brought her balloons. She was in heaven. I am not sure if we can top that on her "real" birthday next month. Also, I am sure all the wait staff who came out to sing to her were not thrilled when they asked her how old she was and she said, oh so proudly, "4 years and 11 months!"
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