Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Thank Heavens For Little Girls...like Ainsley!

My July visit to Houston was a wonderful one. It's always so much fun to see how much Ainsley has changed and grown since the last time I saw her, which in this case, had just been one month. On Saturday, we went to lunch at a favorite Houston restaurant, Backstreet Cafe. It was a little on the "swanky" side, so Carolyn, Colleen, and I talked about how Ainsley would have to behave like a "big girl," in order to go with us. She decided she wanted to wear her hair in a French braid down the back of her head! If you have ever tried to put her hair into any kind of style, you will know how difficult this was for her mommy. Her hair is very long now, but still very fine and her many interesting cowlicks make it super challenging to try to fix! After a couple of tries, the mission was accomplished! Check out Ainsley's sitting position!



Voila!! The finished product! A French-braided ponytail!!! Colleen has hidden talents which emerge from time to time! Carolyn said she used to French-braid her own hair when she was younger! So, off we went to The Backstreet Cafe...

Now, remember, Ainsley, only big girls get to come to places like this. Are you going to behave like a big girl? Yes, m'am!!

The menu was a little over-whelming!

Ainsley ordered blueberry pancakes with apples and she loved dipping the bacon in the pancake syrup, just to make it extra-yummy. She did a great job of eating like a big girl and using her best manners!
Like most girls, she loves flowers.
Later, in the evening, her mom and dad went out to dinner with friends, and she wanted to go to her favorite restaurant, Chick-Fil-A. She ate well and headed for the indoor playground! Forget acting like a "big girl!" The little three-year-old girl romped and played with complete abandon!

                                                           
I wish I lived across the street so I could see her every day. She's changing by the week. She loves reading and she talks like a ten-year-old instead of a three-year-old. When we were driving to the restaurant, she was sitting in the back seat of the car looking out the window, and she said, "There is a car similar to my daddy's car." She can count to twenty in Spanish and ten in French! She knows all her colors in Spanish too! Recently, she asked her mother what day of the week it was and Colleen said, "Wednesday." Ainsley thought a minute and said, "Oh NO! It's MAID-PREPARATION NIGHT!!! I HAVE TO CLEAN UP MY ROOM!" The maid comes on Thursdays. She's a delightful little granddaughter, and I am so lucky! Thank heaven for little girls!