
First of all, how did this happen? It seems crazy that my baby is 4 now. Crazy that its been 4 years since I first saw her (and 4 years since I seriously thought I was going to die before that happened). I was going to make a photo montage of these first 4 years, but our desktop, where all the old pictures are stored, isn't set up yet, so I may just do that randomly some other time this summer.
But the birthday celebration continued. . . Bean got her much talked about bike (we seriously didn't know what she would do if we didn't get it. It hasn't even been a matter of "what I want for my birthday", but instead, "When I get my bike for my birthday. . ." or "I don't need that bike now because I'm getting one for my birthday.") But she wasn't dissappointed and seems to be picking up the riding part very quickly. She even made her first turn today. I'm just grateful for our very long, very smooth hallways in this apartment building--what a great place to learn to ride a bike!
She also got some fun presents from the grandparents which we forgot to get pictures of, so will have to add those in here tomorrow. We staggered the gift opening throughout the day so each gift ended up getting a lot of attention. And not just from Bean. This was Bugaboo's first sibling birthday that he actually understood a bit of what was going on and you could see the confusion, and maybe a little jealousy, on his face as she kept getting new toys.

Lucky for Bugsy, his sister has been very generous with the sharing today. She took it to a new level when we were at the grocery store this afternoon and when she noticed the helium balloons, exclaimed, "We need to get one for Bug!" We had balloons at her party for each of the kids and of course the two one year olds ripped theirs off their wrists as soon as we gave them to them and Bugaboo was pretty distraught as his balloon flew away--he kept crying and calling out, "Fly! Fly!" I was touched that Bean was worried enough about him, so we brought him home a Harris Teeter balloon.

Finally, just had to share the excitement :) I think Bean loves birthdays. Actually, she just loves life and loves to get excited about things. Sometimes it seems a little forced because there doesn't seem to be much room for excitement in some of these instances. But that's our girl!
And here's a few facts about Bean at the new age of 4:
Favorite color: Pink. That's been the choice for a LONG time.
Favorite food: Corn. Tonight's answer anyway. So we had corn on the cob and bean tacos, in honor of the Bean (and because she only eats vegetarian tacos).
Favorite thing to do: "Ride my bike!"
Favorite book: "I don't know! I love all the books in the whole world!!!!"
Favorite song: "The princess one!" from Enchanted, which she's only seen once--but that song has stuck with her and she hums it all the time.
Really, she loves just about everything. Swimming, playing make-believe games, drawing and doing "projects", pretending she's a spy (that's a new one, but she had fun sneaking her way to the grocery store today), preparing elaborate meals with her play food, making her brother laugh, having her brother make her laugh, reading (and we've even just started her first chapter book--Ramona the Pest--which she is LOVING! "Let's read more about the Pest!"). And just a little brag, but she is the birthday girl, so I figure its excusable--she starting to sound out words right and left. She called out to Daddy-o yesterday, "Look, I spelled breakfast!" and sure enough, on the fridge, she'd arranged the magnetic letters, "B-R-F-S-T" (the K wasnt' even up there, or maybe she would have gotten that one in too). We were pretty impressed. And who needs the vowels? They can never make up their mind what sound they're going to say anyway.
We're just so grateful to have this little ball of excitement in our lives. Happy Birthday, Beanie!