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6 Years Old

I am not a big believer in parties for young children, so instead, Chris and I do our best to spoil or birthday child for the day. They basically choose whatever they want to do and we do it. Claire chose to get her ears pierced then hit a new (for us) zoo, followed by a late, late night firefly quest. Well, we went to Claire's jewelry in Kaiserslautern right at 10:00 when they opened only to find out that the 2nd employee was due for work until 12:00. We decided to shop around, have some lunch and go back at noon so she could have both ears done at once. Both she and Mya had their ears pierced and both were thrilled. By that time it was nearly 2:00 and we were tired. We opted to hold off on the zoo until the next day, go home and have a nap so we could stay up late for the firefly hunt. Claire was a-okay with the change of plans, but I couldn't help but feel bad. The rest of the day flew by, we enjoyed cake, presents, playing outside and movie watching. At about 10:30, we walked over to the neighboring golf course and looked for fireflies. It was fun. Chris and Claire saw them and I caught them. We put them in a jar so we could see them closely then let them go the following morning. It was a birthday wish come true for our 6 year old. Wow, still can't believe she is 6!

6 Years old and no boyfriends--or does she?
Trying it again.


Ummm, the candles relight?

Mya taking matters into her own hands.



Her birthday request was to stay up extra late to go find fireflies. We captured 4 and she was THRILLED.



Door is decorated and ready for the morning reveal.

Last sleep as a 5 year old. She is too cute, cuddling her platypus that she's had since birth. 

She also requested to have her ears pierced. The girl was walking on air all day.

Prepping her ears.

Hugging the bear for added comfort.

Squished eyes, but NO tears. She did great!



Mya decided she was game too. I agreed since I'd be the one cleaning these ears that maybe getting them both done at the same time was best.

Again, squished eyes, but NO tears.

Bravery.

Happy.





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