A Birthday Party with a Stripper

Yup, that was my night. It should be mentioned that my 5yr old niece was the stripper.... she isn't so much a fan of clothing and she is a huge fan of showing all of us her booty...
It was my step-dad's birthday dinner thing tonight. My mom made lasagna and Glenn made his own birthday cake; which was surprisingly good (it was from a box.) So we start of by decorating the tree which goes well and then we eat dinner and do the whole cake thing. Anna then decides she wants to finish decorating the cake which means she needs to wash her hands. This leads to her going to the potty. As she comes down the stairs my sister goes "Anna, you need to pull up your pants." Lo and behold my niece is walking around with her pants around her knees, booty is full view. I laugh as does her brother and my mom. This, of course, only encourages her, so she takes the pants all the way off and bends over and moons us... priceless. She stays naked for a while showing us her but until she is threatened with no visit from Santa and re-clothes herself.
Later on in the evening I asked Anna what she wanted for Christmas, "a pony" Wendy then tells me the story of her visit to Santa: Anna asks for a pony. Santa says, "well a pony needs a barn to live" Anna replies,"I have a barn, at my pop-pop's house" Santa tries again "a pony needs lots of grass" Anna,"oh, there is a lot of grass at pop-pop's house. Santa tries for a third time, "A pony will need pastures to run around in" Anna "There are a ton of pastures at pop-pop's house" Santa has no answer... In her defense there is room for a pony and Glenn once had a horses. However, he is not open to the idea of having a pony which is breaking Anna's heart... I'm pretty sure by the time she is 10 there will be a horsey at Pop-pop's house.
After Anna asked for a pony and I said I can't get her a pony I asked what else do you want,"diamonds." Seriously, it must be encoded in our DNA to ask for diamonds because this girl is a tom-boy. She isn't into poofy dresses or playing dress up or doing makeup. It has to be genetic. After I turned down that idea she asked for "another Dog-dog." Dog-dog is her luvey, she has had it since she was a baby. It even has a real dog tag with its name on it, their phone number, and 'reward offered.' I am now on a mission to find another dog-dog. If that fails I'm getting her a 'make your own lip gloss kit.' Its pretty messy so I feel that will make up for the uber girlyness of it, plus I want to make my own lip gloss.
There were pictures taken tonight but Wendy didn't send them but I'll post them when she does. The girls were too cute.

P.S. Bonnie, the baby, had her first real experience with birthday cakes tonight and it was adorable. Anna and I were pulling the candles out of the cake and licking the icing off of the bottoms and Bonnie saw us doing it and she pulled a candle out and stuck the wick end in her mouth. Luckily it wasn't hot anymore, but it was absolutely priceless. A little sister mimicking a big sister, I'm sure my own big sister has plenty of stories about me mimicking her.

Well, I really should write the paper that is due tomorrow... Wish me luck!