Once there was a tiny girl who really loved saying out. She loved the word so much that she yelled out and raised her hand every time she saw a door or her dog. Whether she wanted the dog near her or to keep his distance she would click her tongue and then excitedly yell, "out!" Quickly "out" changed from a new word to a distinct name. Every time Gabby wanted to feed her puppy bites of her snack or wanted to pet his soft fur she would gleefully cry, "Out!" It was more than just a word it was Gabby's term of endearment for her puppy. It came to the point where one day the dog unconsciously began answering to the name out. He excitedly ran up to tiny Gabby wagging his tail waiting for treats. So in Gabby's small ever expanding dictionary "out" means "dog." Mommy and Daddy are to blame because we constantly yell, "Out!" whenever Ranger walks through the baby jail threshold (a story for another day)!
Gabby's party was everything she imagined it. The 22 girls enjoyed getting their hair and make up done. Then they all put on their head set microphone and then headed onto stage and enjoyed performing their favorite songs. The girls seemed to really like the party that Gabby planned. After cake and gifts the girls went back to the stage for an encore (or 5). A few of the moms at the party even attempted to escape from one of our escape rooms. Gabby seemed to love having the run of Escape Artist and showing off the rooms to all of her friends. It is amazing how many people love and care for Gabby. We are so grateful for all of the friends and fun that was had at her party!