The youngest little Murphy turned 3 last week, and we threw her a Dora-themed fiesta to celebrate. Brighton referred to the upcoming celebration as her "Happy Birthday" and made it known that the decorations were ALL hers. She loved being the center of attention and spent much of the evening in the kitchen twirling in her "bootiful dress." We had a closest friends over to celebrate, and the kids had a ball chasing one another around the house while the parents visited in-between the taco bar, cake, and opening presents.
Brighton and her friend Finley had a wonderful time eating their tacos. The Dora cake was delicious (rasberry almond - no, I didn't make it), and the kids sang a rousing rendition of "Happy Birthday" to Brighton. I only wish that I got her reaction to the singing on video. As the song began, Brighton bowed her head in embarassment, with the slightest little smirk on her face. As the song continued (and increased in volume), her head dipped lower and her smile became broader. Finally, as the song came to its crescendo, Brighton hit her forehead on the table. It was very funny (although you may have had to been there), as the singers all burst into laughter and Brighton giggled at their reaction.
She blew out the candles all by herself on Saturday, which meant she was being a practiced candle-blower-outer. When she blew out the candles on Tuesday (her "real" birthday), she was afraid of the "fire." But by Saturday night, she was able to do so unassisted.
Happy birthday to our little cherub Brighton. You are a delight to all of us and the icing on the cake of our little family.
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