We stretched out the birthday celebrations over three days, starting with Eleanor's birthday Saturday. After a lot of quizzing (would you like to go to the park or go hiking or go to Madagascar? Madagascar!!! What's Madagascar??), I ascertained that Eleanor wanted to go to the embassy playground. So we spent the morning playing games and getting burnt and then watched a movie (Rogue One wasn't Eleanor's choice, but I figured she didn't care that much) and had pizza.
Sunday we celebrated with cake. When I asked what kind Eleanor wanted, she responded 'brown,' so I figured that meant chocolate cake.
Brandon covered Joseph's mouth and Eleanor got to blow out all three of her candles by herself.
And then open her presents. Turns out when you're number five, you have lots of siblings who are very happy and eager to help you open presents.
Her grandmother sent her pajamas, we gave her an outfit for her baby doll and a book, and her sisters wrote her a story. That's birthday presents when you're the fifth child.
The next day we met friends at the Botanical Garden (it was a school holiday that happened to fall around Eleanor's birthday) where the twenty-three children ran completely wild while the mothers enjoyed much-needed mom time. We enjoyed a nice picnic lunch and one of my friends even brought Eleanor a pizza set, which all of the children are enjoying.
So now my baby girl is three, the girl that was seven months old when we moved to Dushanbe. Eleanor is mostly sweet (except when her siblings take her toys) and is good company, chatting your ear off whenever she gets a chance. We are very happy to have her in the family. Happy Birthday, Eleanor!