This girl just turned three! Which makes her very big, of course, as she is willing to tell anyone who asks. She and I have had a few disagreements lately, because she thinks three is big enough for bunk beds (which her sisters have), school (not yet), and picking up Maddie to put her on the couch or the table (too many heart attacks to count). For months, she's been asking people, "What's your number?", and although that sounds like a creepy pickup line, she actually is trying to ask how old they are. She's incredibly proud to have a "new number."
We celebrated in style, as befits a crazy little three-year old monster. We started off the day with ebelskivers from this Williams-Sonoma recipe. (Amazing!)
Then we waited with baited breath for Nana and Big G (my mom and dad) to arrive, since they had promised to be at our house for the party.
To be honest, since we made the pinata using corrugated cardboard and duct tape, it took both dads swinging with wild abandon to even put a little crack in this thing. I was so worried about it being sturdy enough, I forgot that pinatas are made to be broken.
But the candy inside was a huge hit.
Here are the problems I didn't consider in the fantastic realm of my imagination before I put this plan into the prosaic realm of reality.
1) I live in Utah. Dry. Desert-y. Likely to burn.
2) I'm married to Mr. Cautious-I-Don't-Want-To-Risk-Burning-Down-The-Entire-State.
3) On August 9th, it doesn't get dark until after 9:00. Way too late for a three-year old.
So, we started the process at 8:00. In the light. And Mr. Cautious decided to hook a fishing line to the bottom of the wish lantern before we lit them on fire, in order to keep the lantern nearby instead of letting it go. And the first one bobbled along madly on it's string before it decided to tip sideways (in a completely ungraceful and un-Tangled-like way) and burn itself to cinders up in the sky. Decidedly anti-climactic. So we tried again.
Jeff lit the paraffin patch while John held the fishing line.
And then we realized that the lantern was going far further than it should because the line had stretched and broken after exposure to the warmth. John was horrified. I was mostly delighted, but a little bit horrified because I could picture the whole state going up in flame. But it was amazing. AMAZING. So much fun. My girls are still talking about these awesome lanterns.here, if you're interested. And I'm planning to light and send up more of these, when I can find the perfect place.