Olivia’s birthday was last Friday (is she really FOUR years old already?!?!?).  We got her a two-wheeler bike–purple with princesses, of course.   She is in bike riding heaven.  The girl hasn’t even complained about having to change into her tennis shoes to ride.  Considering she lives in sandals and flip-flops, this is huge.  She hasn’t really gotten any other gifts since her party isn’t until next weekend, except for some money my dad sent her because he won’t be able to make it to the party.  Oh my goodness, did that money burn a hole in her pocket!  She planned out what she wanted to buy (a Barbie and Build-A-Bear clothes) and asked incessantly when we would be able to go and buy them.  After making her purchases, she had $3.11 left.  Today, we were tooling around in Target and happened upon the piece de resistance.  A pink bike horn.  You know the kind–big bulbous end and obnoxious honking sound.  All for the low, low cost of $2.99.  After informing her that she had just enough birthday money left, the decision was made.  Even though I tried to convince her to go with the much quieter pink bicycle bell, to which I would chip in the extra $2.00 needed, she would have nothing of it.  So, she is the proud owner of possibly the most obnoxious bicycle accessory known to humankind!  And she exclaimed…