Today was Sara’s 9th birthday. That’s right – the big #9. Time to get a job and head out into the world!
She had to get up at 7AM on a Saturday. Ugh.
She finally got her new bike that took me forever to put together. As awful as it was assembling this with instructions written in Chinglish, it was better than thinking about how she’ll be asking for a car in 7 years.
At her request, we had the party at the Bowling Alley.
She even got a souvenir birthday bowling pin.
Another birthday is now in the history books. Tomorrow, we’ll dress up like other people and encourage our children to beg strangers for candy.