"What do you want for your birthday?"

We spend a lot of time on birthdays between late February and the first week of April.  Essentially six weeks of birthday obsession no matter how I try to tone it down. (Vivian is currently planning her party for next year, even though we just had her party two weeks ago).
In all of this, Lanie is the one who gets overlooked the most.  I literally planned her party yesterday to be held Saturday at the park, as the weather will be warm.

So we asked her what she wanted for her birthday the other day.
"Oh," she said.
"A stuffed puppy, like this one Jack chewed up?" Vivian asked, holding up a stuffed animal with a severed stuffed leg.
"No." Lanie said shaking her head.
"A Barbie for the Barbie dreamhouse?" asked Sam.
"No," said Lanie.
"Um, a Peppa Pig doll?" asked Vivian.
"No," said Lanie.
"Playdough?" asked Sam.
"No," said Lanie.
"A Curious George book!" said Vivian (although we have four Curious George treasuries).
"No," said Lanie.
"Why don't we ask her what she wants and let her answer?" I asked.
"What do you want, Lanie?"
"An American Doll and a bicycle," she said definitively. Pretty much the most expensive presents possible, unless she wanted to throw a pony in there.
"Oh," everyone said.
"Well your birthday is on Tuesday Lanie! Are you excited?"
"NO!" she yelled, "my birthday is on April!"
"Yes, Tuesday is in April," Sam explained.
"NO IT'S IN APRIL!"
"Okay, and we'll leave it at that." I said.

A day or two later, Sam had a stomach ache and I asked him if he wanted some tea.

"Sure," he said.
"Lanie, do you want some tea?" I asked.
"No," she replied. "I'll have a bicycle please."

Update: She got a bike!  We went to pick up Vivian from a playdate and the family gifted her their old balance bike!  It even came with streamers they had once tied to it.

A very happy Lanie last night.