Well, a good time was had by all. Our birthday girl loved her cake, playing and singing and shouting with her cousins, and all her presents.
I was a little worried, though. You see, for a couple of weeks before her birthday, I was feeling wistful about my first baby turning four and really becoming a little girl. Occasionally I'd say something to that effect out loud, and I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when she picked up on it. When am I going to remember that she remembers everything she hears, even when she doesn't act like she's listening?
So in the day or two before her birthday, she started saying, "I don't want to turn four. I want to stay three," almost tearfully. I had to reassure her several times that it was okay to be four, and I had just been being silly. Finally, by the time of the party, she seemed okay. And afterward, as we were taking her up to bed, she said, "Am I four now?" and I said, "Yeah, isn't it great?" and she said, "I think so."
Another funny thing was, she had been saying for the last few weeks that she'd need new shoes and new clothes after her birthday. At first I was really surprised that she'd be that interested in clothes, I thought toys would be more appealing as presents. Then, the more she talked about it, the more I came to realize that she thought she would suddenly be too big for her current shoes and clothes the instant she turned four. What a funny girl!
Her little brother had a good time, too. He is turning into such a "people person." He's a funny, engaging little guy. Not that I'm biased. ;)