That's right. Our baby girl turned five last Friday. That night, we had our own little family party. We dined at the finest McDonald's and then enjoyed a 4" double layer cake with sprinkles for dessert. We had to be sure to save all our energy (and belly room) for the BIG party on Sunday. I'm glad we did.
2:45 Sunday afternoon, Myra and I (unfortunately, Noah was not feeling well so he and Daddy stayed home) headed to WalMart to pick up the cake and then it was off to Main Event for a little bowling. Several of Myra's friends from her class last year had come to help us celebrate. It wasn't as terrible as I had imagined keeping seven five-year-olds entertained. Yes, it helped that Main Event provides their own hostess so the parents can sit back and relax or, in our case, take pictures.
We had a fun filled hour of bowling (Myra bowled a 76) which was about all the kids could take. By the time that short-but-somehow-long-at-the-same-time hour was up, all of them had asked me at least once "Are we going to have cake? ... When?" Thankfully, it was Karyn (our hostess) to the rescue. She lined the kids up in single file and lead them to the desk to return their shoes. She then lined them up side by side for a quick game of Red Light Green Light on the way to "Party Street". That's where we were finally able to eat some cake ... after some yummy pizza, that is. When all the kids had finished their piece (or two) of cake, it was time for the gifts. From what Myra said, she got everything that she has always wanted! After gifts, our time was up. All the kids were sad to go; they were ready for some more bowling. Luckily, Myra was smart enough to pick up some finger bowling games to place in goody bags.
Here's the big girl with the cake she "designed" all by herself. (There's more pictures to come as soon as we get the photo gallery working again.)

All in all it was a very good party. I will admit, I'm relieved that it's over and that we don't have to do it again for another year.

Happy Birthday! So glad we could be there to help celebrate.
Happy 5th Birthday, Cousin Myra. Love, Kennedy