Abbey turns 8 and I hear the two scariest words in the English language

First the good news:

She had a great day! Lots of cool presents and a trip to Wacky Bear for (get this) a penguin.

A penguin at a bear place. (Maybe I'm the only one who thinks that's wierd.)

The way it works in WackyBear-Land is you pick out the skin and then watch it get stuffed. Sort of like taxidermy without all the senseless killing. There is also some strange, ritualistic dance prior to the inserting of the red flashing heart - which will invariably stop, causing your child to freak out that their stuffed animal is now "dead." I know. This has already happened at my house.

Here's a few pictures:

The Penguin, "Fluffy":

Dinner at Texas Roadhouse:

The Texas Roadhouse Birthday Saddle (and bonus restaurant-wide "YEEHAW"):

Then back at home for The Cake:

Then on to The Presents: (this one is a cool hat/bag ensemble from Aunt Mollie)

Little E said, "You gotta wear it backwards or to the side to be cool with that hat." He's so into chick fashion.

MORE FOR YOUR MONEY: Ab at age 3, Christmas in Iowa. So cute! Man, they grow up fast.

IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING:

The two scariest words in the English language are "orthodontist" and "consultation."

Apparently Little E has an underbite and now needs orthodontia. At. Age. SIX.

Come on!

Tim said, "There goes your new windows."

I said, "There goes your new car."

We'll see who wins. I have no idea what an orthodontist even costs. Maybe that's good.