Yesterday was Anneliese's third birthday. I am ready for a quiet weekend for a change. My Grandma Kinney passed away on the 7th, Perry's birthday on the 17th, Easter last Sunday, Liesie yesterday and then Mischa's birthday is on the 5th. We're hoping to get her baptism done on the 12th (Caleb's karate graduation to green belt is that morning, too), since the troop is going camping on the 18-19, and I have camping training on the 26th.
Yesterday was pretty low key at the start. We didn't do too much in the morning, and then things got started around 2. We went to a graduation party for a friend's son, where I found out the time for the birthday party at my Dad's house (since Mischa and Anneliese are a week apart and they have a cousin born on the 27th, we have a party for all three at once) was going to be 3 on Sunday. I hadn't even started the cakes. We stayed at the party for about 45 minutes and left. We went home to get Perry's phone since we would be getting Liesie's present at Target and would be separated during that time we figured we needed a way to communicate. We got the keys and started for the freeway, since we were also going to BJ's in Cumming, about 20 minutes away. We had gotten about halfway to the freeway when our friend called from the party. We had left Joshua. In the hustle of getting everyone to the car, and the fact that he buckles himself in, we didn't realize he ran off to play before we got to the car. They wouldn't have noticed, but he got hurt and then they realized he was still there and we had left. Went to pick him up (they hadn't told him he was left behind, thankfully) and headed to do our grocery shopping. Got home and had some mac and cheese (birthday dinner for both girls this week and next) and did the blowing out the candles in a Twinkie. I figured we were having cake the next day and this would do. During the course of the day, it became obvious I was coming down with pinkeye. Did Liesie's present, ran to Walmart and Kroger to get the last few things that were on our list but didn't want to get before dinner since it was raining, and started the cakes.
I was going to stay home today since I was still contagious and also the fact that I only have a pair of broken glasses came into play. Hopefully I will be able to wear my contacts by Tuesday, when we have a Brownie meeting. As Murphy would have it, I have an appointment to pick out new glasses next Monday. I should've scheduled an appointment the day Liesie came down with pinkeye several weeks ago. Oh well. Then when we all woke up this morning, Mischa had pinkeye, too. The party ended up being postponed until next Sunday, but I was almost done with the cakes by then. I hope they freeze well.
I'll have pictures of the birthday girls next week, along with their Webkinz cakes. This is going to be a taxing tradition on my creativity. Three cakes that are all different, yet have the same theme. Mischa picked this year's, so maybe I'll have the girls each pick a year.
Me- a stay-at-home mom. Four kids. A cute husband. An insane desire to be all to all, culminating in my being a: Brownie co-leader, Cub Scout co-den leader, all around school volunteer, and PTA chairperson in charge of inputing volunteer hours.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
New to Us
Well, after much craziness (the car wouldn't start when Perry went to pick it up Tuesday night, didn't get to our house until he came home from work Wednesday night, and then wouldn't start on Friday-his key wasn't "talking" to the engine), this is our new car. I really love it. It's a 2005 Dodge Grand Caravan.
Easter 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
December Recital
Mischa's piano recital in December, by popular request.
This is the second dress I've made for her. She started piano at the end of last July and has really picked it up.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Growing Up
I just realized today that Liesie hasn't asked for "mama milk" in a week or so. For about a month I've been able to distract her with breakfast when I'm on the computer, but she was asking. I guess my little girl isn't so little anymore. Now to work on celebrating the end of diapers. THAT won't make me so sad, lol.
Monday, March 17, 2008
All Good Things Must End or Out with a Bang
20 years, 9 months. That's my perfect driving record. Or was my perfect driving record. I guess subconciously I wasn't satisfied with the presents I had picked up for Perry's birthday on Saturday.
I was pulling out of a shopping center about a mile away from the house, turning left. The lane closest to me was backed up, and the lady about to block the entry way waved me in front of her. I didn't see the pickup truck coming in the next lane over. Thankfully I was going slow and even though he wasn't, he saw me and swerved, so there wasn't much damage to the cars (I at least punctured the antifreeze tank and knocked out my headlight completely). I freaked at first because all I saw at the time of impact was glass going everywhere. Turns out this guy is from a glass shop on his way to an installation. Now we have the fun of deciding what to do with our 11 year old car. Ugh.
Josh loved that the policeman gave him a badge, and he and Anneliese loved running around the shopping center for the hour and a half we were there.
Liesie was really cute when we got home, though. I started crying on the way home and she deemed my eyes sick (she is just getting over pinkeye right now, so she's an expert) and insisted I go to bed. I told her I would once I had some lunch and the box of Girl Scout cookies sitting in the fridge (yay booth sale yesterday), but she grabbed my finger and marched me right up. I came down after a minute and when she discovered me, insisted I go back up. I sat at the top of the stairs so Perry and I could talk, and she kissed all over my face. As demonic as her little going-on-3 self can be at times, she sure can be an angel.
I'm thankful no one was hurt, and the guy I hit was really nice, but I had quite the busy week this week, and having this bop around the back of my head for the next little bit isn't going to help.
Oh well. Happy Birthday Honey!
As an aside, as I was waiting for my lunch to heat up, I remembered that we were almost out of gel and allergy medicine, so I wrote those really quick on the shopping list. Perry took the pen out of my hand and added 'car'. Gotta love him!
I was pulling out of a shopping center about a mile away from the house, turning left. The lane closest to me was backed up, and the lady about to block the entry way waved me in front of her. I didn't see the pickup truck coming in the next lane over. Thankfully I was going slow and even though he wasn't, he saw me and swerved, so there wasn't much damage to the cars (I at least punctured the antifreeze tank and knocked out my headlight completely). I freaked at first because all I saw at the time of impact was glass going everywhere. Turns out this guy is from a glass shop on his way to an installation. Now we have the fun of deciding what to do with our 11 year old car. Ugh.
Josh loved that the policeman gave him a badge, and he and Anneliese loved running around the shopping center for the hour and a half we were there.
Liesie was really cute when we got home, though. I started crying on the way home and she deemed my eyes sick (she is just getting over pinkeye right now, so she's an expert) and insisted I go to bed. I told her I would once I had some lunch and the box of Girl Scout cookies sitting in the fridge (yay booth sale yesterday), but she grabbed my finger and marched me right up. I came down after a minute and when she discovered me, insisted I go back up. I sat at the top of the stairs so Perry and I could talk, and she kissed all over my face. As demonic as her little going-on-3 self can be at times, she sure can be an angel.
I'm thankful no one was hurt, and the guy I hit was really nice, but I had quite the busy week this week, and having this bop around the back of my head for the next little bit isn't going to help.
Oh well. Happy Birthday Honey!
As an aside, as I was waiting for my lunch to heat up, I remembered that we were almost out of gel and allergy medicine, so I wrote those really quick on the shopping list. Perry took the pen out of my hand and added 'car'. Gotta love him!
Happy St. Perry's Day
And a happy birthday to my wonderful husband! You have been such a rock to me and I couldn't imagine going through life without you. I hope your birthday is as wonderful as you are. I love you so much!!!!!!
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Cake Mania
Here are my latest three cakes that I have worked on over this last weekend. I haven't done a cake since the Pinewood Derby, and then I get these three for one weekend. The first one was due on Friday, and the other two were for Tuesday, but my grandmother passed away Friday morning and the last two had to be done by the time I left Monday morning. It was quite hectic around here last weekend.
This one was for a first birthday- the small one is the smash cake.
This one was for a first birthday- the small one is the smash cake.
This one was for MOPS- we were having different birthday themes and our table was either sex. I forgot the toasted coconut that was to be sprinkled on the ground.
This was for the husband of my Brownie co-leader. He turned 47.
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