Iris turned seven last weekend. Seven. We can hardly believe it, of course it feels like yesterday that she arrived, taking her own sweet time, sure of where she was going and where she belonged.
This birthday rolled in with all the Pippi Longstocking fixings a girl could wish for. A specially made Pippi (and Mr. Nilsson) cake by Nonna. A birthday party "thing-finder" hunt, policeman tag, and dancing the shoddish with her friends.
Many sweet gifts from friends and family. A fun visit from Grampy which included water balloons, apple roasting and mastering the new hula hoop.
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