Nina's 1st day of Grade 2

Well the bus didn't come (rumour has it it actually did show up, but 45 minutes late) so we had a good father/daughter drive into school. We had to explore a bit to find her new classroom too. But all is well. I had no idea what her teacher was saying to her when we finally did find the classroom, but Nina's french hasn't faded over the summer so she happily jumped into the classroom and entered day one of grade two. The pictures are all just walking to and waiting for the bus that never came. I guess you can't take pictures at the school. Legal this, legal that. One down, two more to go. [gallery]

In a world where Nina gets what she wants

Tonight however, Nina insisted helping. She insisted on being charge. She insisted on rainbows and bowls, sorry, make that five separate piping bags filled with multi-coloured icing. She insisted on big cupcakes and small cupcakes and this and that and "Daddy, this is the best night I've ever had. I feel like you're my maid. I kind of feel bad that you're doing all this work for me. This is the best night of my life." - a quote verbatim. No lie, no exaggeration. Yah. That's my 6 year old turning 7 tomorrow. Enjoy the one that got away and the rest that left me planning the precedent that has now been set for every single fricken birthday to ever come for all three girls and likely Sheyna. Yes. Brad is a dad. [gallery]