the 8th celebration

I still can't wrap my head around the fact that my baby girl is eight years old. EIGHT.






We celebrated by picking her up just a tad early from school that afternoon and headed over to the zoo. It was a beautiful day and with Jenn and Greg and little man Tate here visiting, Savannah had requested a birthday outing at the zoo. (she'd been feeling a little bit jealous since Sawyer had been there and she had yet to see the zoo in our new city.)
So we wrangled up a few presents and a chocolate chip cookie cake and headed over there after school.





























































Savannah's favorite and used-constantly-after-opening gift:





























And she took over 200 pictures some good pictures that afternoon...
(even if they're not all the most flattering angles)































































































































Hope you had a fabulous day, Savannah, with us celebrating eight fabulous years with our favorite little girl!!