It has been a crazy two weeks around here. Crazy I tell you.
I ended up in the hospital on Caitlyn’s birthday and was there until the night before Patrice’s birthday. Besides some tears at the end of a hospital visit from Caitlyn, I think the girls have come through it ok 🙂 I on the other hand am facing more tests and a severely restricted diet. I am living on nutritional shakes. But that’s not very fun. I’d rather share pictures from our girls birthdays and party.
Caitlin went on Pinterest and searched for birthday breakfasts and found this waffle recipe. I was sick as all get out but got them made…
When daddy got home we went for dinner and bowling.
Then it was time for cake…
Then, after a few days in the hospital, it was time to celebrate with Patrice. We didn’t do near as many fun things due to me still being really sick, but hopefully she won’t look back and feel short changed.
Then, a few days later it was on to the birthday party.
And we had a pinata, which may have caused me to accidentally turn Patrice into a homicidal maniac. We bought a Dora pinata when Sue was her age. Then hubby said, what if it freaks her out when we knock the head off? We never used it. I thought I would avoid this problem so I told Patrice a few days before the party, “now when we do the pinata, we’ll have to knock Dora’s head off to get the candy, ok?” It totally did not freak my kid out. She spent the next four days asking when we were going to “knock Dora’s head off?’ Countless times. The day after her party we were at church and one of the Sunday School workers asked if she had a party. Patrice said, “yeah, knocked Dora’s head off.” You should have seen the horror on the teachers’ face.
I’m so proud…
And of course there was cake made by Casserts.
And at the end of it all, daddy was the pied piper of bikes as he lead the neighbor kids home.
It was a great celebration. We love our girls so much. It is so hard to believe my baby is 3 and my big girl is 7. Wow.
Thank you to all who helped make our days great and helped while I was out of commission. Prayerfully my girls will be no worse for the wear.
Survive til you Thrive!