That's Pretty Accurate

We went up to Frankenmuth this weekend. I know. We are CRAZY!  It is this great little bavarian town in central Michigan and it is home to Bronner's Christmas store. It is a massive Christmas wonderland. We thought, what better festive activity? Only problem is that busy season begins in Sept. so we were late to the show and it was soooo packed!  It was pretty insane.

Chris' family has a great tradition of annual ornaments for each kid so every year we have been picking out an ornament for Saylie that kinda represents something special about that year.  This way, when she is older and moves out she has a great little starter collection for her own tree.  Well there were probably a billion ornaments to choose from and a billion other people trying to shop so i decided we would just let Say pick something she liked and get going.  It was perfect because just as i was giving up, we passed a section of princesses and ballerinas. Say loved them so i let her choose one and she picked this cute little ballerina girl that semi looked like her. I was so pleased. The ornament seemed less fragile than the glass ones nearby and so we hurried to meet Chris in the checkout.  We bought the ornament and she was on cloud nine. She would not let go of that thing.  She was sitting on Chris' shoulders and so we walked to the exit of the store and stopped to get bundled up and Say started melting down. There were too many people, too many things to see and touch and she did not want to go back in the car. She threw a tantrum right up on Chris' shoulders. With ballerina in hand, she stomped with her whole body and what do you know. Her poor little ballerina broke it's arm off on poor Chris' head, oh i was soooooo frustrated!  We didn't even make it out of the store. I was so bugged...  We looked and looked for the broken piece, but with all the traffic, it was pretty pointless.  We headed to the car. Had a serious talk about not pouting and throwing things and Say could not contain her tears. Between gasps she kept saying, "my poor ballerina". It was pretty dramatic!  I just had to take a bunch of deep breaths, but then when i got to thinking about it i decided what better ornament could we have for the "terrible two's"?  So we brought it home, hung it on the tree, and I wrote a little note on the ornament box to remember why it had one arm.  PERFECT!  I actually now kinda love it and am excited to always remind her of what life was like when she was a stubborn and very free spirited kid! No matter what, we are just smitten with her. She is so nuts sometimes, but so sweet and is just my best little buddy.
Merry Christmas Suzie Bean!