Birthday Blog: Live Updates

It’s today. Pipey’s big day. I know you’ve been anxiously awaiting the 5th birthday as much as we have. It’s here! Let’s celebrate. I’ll be updating this blog throughout the day with piperisms. Be sure to tune it for the funnies!

8:12 a.m. Piper runs into our room to cuddle. She likes to wake up smooth.

8:22 a.m. “Piper, it’s your birthday!” I say.

“It is?” she asks.

“Yes! Happy birthday, baby!”

“Really? Today?”

“Yep. You’re five. Happy birthday!”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I gave birth to you 5 years ago. I remember.”

“Mom, it’s my birthday. Stop being gross.”

“Happy birthday, Piper!”

“Wow,” Piper says. “I’ve been waiting so long to be 5 and a half!”

8:52 a.m. Piper orders her breakfast in bed. She invites Sissy, too. And Cousin Tay. What did she order? Oatmeal. With rainbow sprinkles and chocolate chips.

9:23 a.m. Still eating. Piper is now sporting a chocolate mustache. She says she’s going to wear it all day so she can snack whenever she wants. “You know why I’m so cute?” Piper asks. “If I wasn’t so cute, I’d get in a lot more trouble.”

10:08 a.m. Our neighbors will love us. Piper gets a new drum set:

12:15 p.m. Sunflowers for the Birthday Girl!

1:17 p.m. More drumming. More bongos. More dancing. More singing.

2:03 p.m. Starting to regret the drum set present. What was I thinking?

2:41 p.m. Mandatory nap time. Mine, anyway. Piper asks, “Can I put on a concert while you nap? I’ll be quiet. Promise!”

3:13 p.m. There is a band in our basement. They must have a big show coming up, thus the constant rehearsing.

3:47 p.m. “Mom, can we have basagna for dinner and then go out for frozen yogurt?” Absolutely. I’ll take sweating in a hot kitchen over steaming pots if I’m rewarded by a trip to the mall. They don’t have drum sets there, right?

5:15 p.m. Basagna baking. You haven’t lived until you’ve heard Lady Gaga solo on the drums. Just sayin’.

5:35 p.m. At dinner Piper complains, “I didn’t even get to name myself!”

“What should we have named you?” Dad asks.

“Stella,” Piper says. Of course.

6:32 p.m. Off to Build-A-Bear because a birthday girl has just got to build a bear.

8:32 p.m. Introducing the newest member of our stuffed menagerie: Stella.

Lovey-Dovey Bound

You know those videos of kids whose parents surprise them with trips to Disney? The kids scream with delight and bounce up and down with excitement. They hug their parents and swear eternal gratitude. That’s what it was like when we told Piper an hour into our road trip this morning that we were Augie Bound. (See Soulmates and What We Talk About When We Talk About Love for background on the Piper/Augie Lovefest)

“Really, Mom? We get to see Augie! Really?” Piper’s eyes kind of popped out of her head.

“Really. We’re on our way now,” I answered.



“How much longer?” Piper asked.

“About 10-”

“-Minutes?” she interrupted

“10 hours.”

20 minutes later she needed another arrival time update. Then Piper began scheming.

“I’m going to ask Augie-in private-if he wants to be my lovey-dovey.”

“Why did you pick Augie?” Dad asked.

“Because he’ll probably say yes.”

“He’s a good guy,” Sissy agreed, “but you might want to wait until you have a better reason to ask someone to be your lovey-dovey.”

“Wait a minute,” Piper said, “aren’t I older than Augie? That won’t work!”

“You’re only a month older, P. I think it will be okay,” I answered.

“Yeah, you’re right. You’re older, too, Mom. Dad doesn’t seem to mind.”

(For the record, I’m four months older. He never lets me forget it, either.)

Piperism Retrospect

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We’ve been busy here at piperism.  I started this blog at the beginning of 2012 on a double dog dare.  Why not record some of Piper’s antics and adventures? Why not share her unintentional wisdom? We found that we were telling our favorite piperisms to each other anyway.  “Wait until I tell you what Piper said.” “Oh. I’ve got a good one.  Listen to this piperism.”  The material seemed endless.

So, I began without knowing the end. It’s been a leap of faith for this Virgo who loves a list and plans life much in advance. It’s been a surprise to have so many readers and share so many laughs.  I’m grateful you stop by.  I hope you stay with us.  Piper and I are traveling this week.  Just the two of us. I’m putting us both on a technology diet, so piperism might be quiet for a few days. We’ll be back, though, new and improved with fresh stories to tell.  See you then.

And to tide you over during our hiatus, here are the top ten piperisms of 2012:

Hold On. We’re Going Gaga

Words You Didn’t Know You Needed

Drunk Dialing or Something Like It

Raising Star Wars Girls


A Rainbow of Fruit Flavors

Piper Ruins Your Lunch

I’ll Raise You a Lalaloopsy

You, Too, Could Win the Prize

Sometimes You Get What You Need Part 2