There's no question about it; she's definitely my daughter

For her birthday dinner tonight, Rhys had a very simple request: macaroni and cheese.

And a salad.

Yes. A salad.

My now-five-year-old requested a salad for her birthday dinner.

I'll pat myself on the back later, when no one's looking.

I still haven't found my digital camera, so I had to go all old school and buy film to capture Rhys's birthday party on Saturday. The photos will most likely be developed, scanned, and available for your viewing pleasure at some point tomorrow.

Maybe.

Happy birthday, my Peanut!