FINALLY, I AM 6 YEARS OLD!

What a day Emma had yesterday. At 7:15am her many birthday phone calls began from Uncle Bryant in Mexico, to the Fa'anunus in Chicago and all the way up to Aunt Ashley's second grade class from Utah. As soon as she saw her teacher at school she ran over to her and started naming the people who had called her to tell her happy birthday and then she says, "but you haven't told me happy birthday yet", luckily her teacher was able to fix that right away.

At Emma's school you cant bring in treats for your birthday because too many kids were only bringing in a few for their friends and leaving the rest of the class out and hurting their feelings so they did away with it but they are lucky enough to be able to go to the library and pick out a book for their teacher to read to the class that day (what lucky kids). So being the ever exciting/pushy/over bearing/whatever parent that I am, I emailed her teacher and told her that Emma would be bringing in a book to school that day about a girl who ate too many pink cupcakes and turned pink and what time would she like me to bring the pink cupcakes in for the class. That's right, I broke the rules and brought in cupcakes to school, muhahahaha!

At night, we took Emma to dinner and she requested we go to a place that sings Happy Birthday to people so Jared wanted to take her to Texas Roadhouse since they put them on the saddle. Every time the waitress would come over Emma would get frustrated with us because we didn't tell her that it was her birthday and she got a little startled and surprised when all of the sudden they round the corner and start clapping and shouting for her. She loved every second of the attention she got!

Literally for the last 2 or 3 years Emma has been asking to get her ears pierced and we always told her when she is 12 she can get them done (I don't know what makes 12 so special but its just some random year we picked) well when we realized we are only going to have 1 girl I decided to do anything girly she wanted and for her 6th birthday we were going to surprise her and get her ears pierced. At dinner she opened her present and saw the earrings and said, "why did you give me these when I don't have holes in my ears and I am not 12 yet....dad, can I get my ears pierced?" He of course says yes, and then she proceeds to ask me if its OK too, she hasn't quite figured out that you only check with the other parent when the first one says no :)

She hurried and ate her dinner so we could take her to get her ears done. She was totally stoked about it all night until we sat in the chair and the lady started cleaning her lobes and drawing the marks then that's when the nervousness set in.

She was a brave solider and didn't cry or get watery eyes and before she left the store she said it didn't hurt anymore and was as hyper and happy as could be. (this picture was right after she got them done so she is fighting to smile through her pain, ha ha).

This picture was cracking us up at dinner, it basically summed up Elias' day which was all about Emma. I am pretty sure he is thinking, "Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!"