The day finally arrived when Maggie is 5 years old (and can go to school in August!!). She was the first child up in the morning, and came to sit with me in the kitchen.
Me: Hi Maggie. How are you? Did you sleep well? What day is it today?
Maggie: Shrugs her shoulders
Me: Don't you remember what day it is today?
Maggie: Shrug
Me: Maggie, what day is it today? It's very special
Maggie: I'm trying to think
Me: What are those things over there on the counter?

Maggie: Presents
Me: What are they for?
Maggie: I don't know
Me: Maggie, they are for you it's your birthday
Maggie: Yeah, it's my birthday.
She completely ignored all of the presents until Ben got up and his enthusiasm rubbed off on her. Granted, he has enough for several children.

They took the presents and put them on the floor and Maggie proceeded to open them while we tried to keep Ben away from "helping" too much.

The hit of the day was the bubble machine that we bought her.
