Sparkle had her 7th birthday this week. It was a bit tricky since birthdays are not typically celebrated in Ethiopia, and we knew that Bug would have trouble understanding why Sparkle would be getting so much attention and so many gifts when she was not. We spent quite a bit of time beforehand explaining what birthdays were, what happened on your birthday, and that everyone has exactly one birthday per year. They knew that birthdays meant cake and presents, but they did not understand the rest and it was amusing to see their eyes widen when I explained that your birthday is the anniversary of the actual day you come out of your mother's uterus.
Anyway, we kept it a relatively low key affair, and sort of spread things out throughout the week as friends and family stopped by. Jerrod was in town the weekend before, so we cut the princess cake during his visit:

She enjoyed opening gifts, and while Sparkle got the big gifts the girls all got a little something. Bug and Sparkle both got kites from their Uncle Jerrod, and are very excited for his next visit so they can go fly them together:
Sparkle also got the World's Whitest Barbie from her Mom and Dad. It was the one she really really wanted and I am pretty sure it was the wedding dress really that she was in love with - not the blonde hair - plus the girls have seven other brown Barbies - so I folded:
Her big present though was getting her ears pierced. She had been asking about it for a while so I said she could do it for her birthday. As I recall, I also got my ears pierced on my seventh birthday...in fact it may very well have been the Claire's at the same mall. Sparkle was a trooper and barely flinched - no tears at all. She loves her c.z. studs and dutifully turns them throughout the day - and I am sure she hates that drawing attention to the earrings is an unfortunate side effect of this :) Anyway, I didn't get a picture of the actual piercing since I was holding her hands and J was busy with the other girls, but here they are just before we left for the mall:
Another small side note. My girls do not ever talk about "birthdays". Only "happybirthdays" - as in "When will Daddy have his happybirthday?" I don' think that they realize there is any other kind :)