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My little punkin belly is 9!  *sniff* Before her party she said “I hope I don’t get many gifts, I already have so much!”  It kills me how grown up she’s becoming.  She had a great party with her friends, where she didn’t get too much stuff, and then we piled all the kids in the Jeeps to go see Escape From Planet Earth (which was not as painful as anticipated, but the Mister did doze off.  At least he didn’t snore).  She opened presents from the Mister and me separately, and got exactly what she wanted (a Smash Book - it’s like scrapbooking for the punk rock art student in you).  It’s been a pretty wonderful weekend on the Compound.