Halve a Happy Birthday

Yesterday was Emma's half birthday.  11 and 1/2.

She spent her morning mostly like this:

It's one of her favorite ways to spend her time (mine too).  And she's reading on my bed because my room is clean(er)?

Freja came for lunch:

For her birthday gift, Emma wanted a membership to the computer game, Pixie Hollow.  Of all three, she's the least interested in being on the computer.  I thought it was a passing whimsy she'd give up on, but no.  That's what she wanted.

And it's what she got.

 Later, we had pedicures:

Very fancy...but it will be a long time before I get another pedicure.  My pedicurist was a masochist.  My feet still hurt. 

Aside from the occasional eye rolling, eleven-and-a-half is a marvelous age for my girl to be.  She's great company.  Even when we're sitting side by side reading books, it's better because she's there with me.

I love this girl.