Lydia turned five last week. We opted for a small party with Pop and Grammy. She spent a few days deciding on the perfect restaurant. Can you guess where we are?

I realize I never blogged about her broken wrist. She gets her cast off on Thursday. She hasn't complained ONE BIT.

She is my little blessing, my sunshine, and my pride and joy. I'm so proud of the girl God created her to be.
In typical Lydia fashion, she was a little shy when we were singing to her-- represented by her trademark tongue in bottom lip.


While we were asking her to choose a restaurant, we were also asking her what kind of cake she wanted me to bake for her. She LABORED over the decision before asking for the "cookie cake" at the grocery store bakery. Okay. That was easy.

Fancy Nancy Colorforms from big brother.

We love you, Ray-Ray!