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Aspen is 4!

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Aspen has been waiting a very long time for her birthday. That’s a tough thing for a child who is still too young to understand the concept of time. We finally got the countdown to make sense when we started counting “sleeps” instead of days.

On her birthday we went and got our traditional birthday donuts. 
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Aspen spent time with Barb who let Brittany take her out. She came home with two new necklaces, 9 headbands, and a new outfit. She had three hotdogs for lunch and rode the carousel at the mall four times.
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I made Aspen the strawberry kiwi with whipped cream frosting cupcakes she requested. She only ate the fresh fruit on top. 
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We went out to eat at Red Robin because Aspen loves their Mac and cheese but she was too busy having a pretend conversation on her new play phone most of the night to actually eat. Kaybree voiced Mickey on the other end of the line. 
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I share all of this so we will always have recorded evidence of how positively spoiled and loved this little girl is. She has everyone wrapped around her little finger and even when she is grumpy, she is everyone’s favorite little fire cracker. Happy birthday baby girl! I love you!

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