This is it…
the FINAL post in Rebekah’s 3rd birthday extravaganza.
I, for one, am exhausted. And frankly, a bit ready to move on to other things. Even Birthday Queens can burn out on birthdays, I suppose.
But I just had to end this series with a collection of photographs that display many things…
1. Typical birthday highs and lows.
2. Girls are nuts.
3. Girls (and women), on their birthdays, are just not to be crossed. Tread lightly, my friends.
The following series of photos were all taken in the course of 30 minutes.
Distraught and in the depths of despair.
Is she bipolar?
She’s just the birthday girl.
And she is 100% related to her Mother.
Happy Birthday, my dearest darlingest Rebekah Sunday. I will love you to the end of time.
In other words…
Even though you’re bossy and have a super mean mad face.