A week after Grandma Phoebe's birthday (phoebe I), the youngest phoebe in the family celebrated a birthday as well (phoebe III). Today she turned 5 years old. Get it, a hand full of fingers? Thanks to a joke from Oma Els!
Here are two of the phoebes in the family, donned in pink and wearing their birthday headdresses (phoebe II not pictured). The Belgians have a tradition of making birthday crowns (generally for the younger generations) and we couldn't resist. Our Phoebe wore her crown the whole way back to Belgium, and was so happy it had a flower on it. She's infatuated with flowers and can't understand why the neighbors won't let her pick flowers from their garden, which is so manicured you can tell if a mole pokes its nose out of the ground. Now she's on a mission to plant flowers in our garden just so she can pick them. It might help if we had a little warmth and sunshine -- and less rain!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
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