I still don't know how I created such a child.

[danuv]

Today was Isadora's Pink Party. She turned four this week. To celebrate we had Green Eggs and Ham (just the eggs were green not the ham) because she'd requested eggs, they're one of her favorite foods, and that was the only reasonable way I could think of to work eggs into a meal for mostly adults. Eggs sure are becoming a theme in my life here lately. Anyway, I also made rolls (from scratch), two tomato dishes (one was just a plate of sliced heirlooms with some coarse grey salt), potato salad, and pink mac and cheese (another requested dish). Yes, pink. Tomas bought low fat white cheddar cheese, a problem I did not discover till it was too late to do anything about, so I grabbed some sort of Spanish cheese I had in the fridge that was also whitish and definitely not low fat to mix in. I figured since it wasn't going to be traditional anyway I might as well add some red food coloring. To amuse Isadora, you see. Oh the crazy thing love makes one do. We finished the meal off with an obnoxiously pink frosted strawberry cake decorated with cherries because I had no strawberries and cherries looked prettier anyway. As if that wasn't enough pink there were also pink balloon with pink ribbons, pink streamers, and Strawberry Shortcake dinnerware. 3/4 of her gifts were pink and/or wrapped in pink and those that were not were Princess themed. She tore through gift after gift, pink tissue paper soaring through the air, gasping in her most delighted voice, "Oooooohhhhh! A booootiful Strawberry Shortcake Dollllll!!!! Oooooohhhh! Thank you! Thank you!" Such an amazing thing to be a parent.