I really wish I had time to give a play-by-play of this past week. It was a doozy!
Highlights would include my car breaking down and getting towed into the dealership in my pajamas, and splattering an uncooked, homemade pizza against the back of the seat in Jeff's car. And celebrating birthdays for 2 kids, which somehow worked out to be 4 birthday parties in one week!
But life is racing onward, and I don't have the time to say much more, so I'll just post some pictures:
This is Jonah's actual birthday. We celebrated with our Davis cousins and some cake. Jonah got to choose the meals for the day, so we ate well! For breakfast we had waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. For lunch at school he packed a hot dog, oatmeal cookies to share with his class, and for dinner he requested pizza, of course!
He got just about everything on his wish list: a sweatband (for basketball), his own personal pump for keeping his ball aired up, $50 to spend at the Lego store, and a bale of straw, for building the cob fort that he is planning.
The next day was Savannah's birthday. She chose bacon, egg and cheese bagels for breakfast, and (the usual choice) homemade mac and cheese for dinner. We had an eclair torte instead of a cake, which was delicious, if I do say so myself.
And the friend parties:
Jonah had a sports party, full of friendly contests and a basketball cake.
Savannah had a pj party with a breakfast bar, a photo booth, and lots of balloons. Her cake was a rainbow inside.
And now... on to the next thing.
My inspiration for this record of my days:
“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” -Anna Quindlen
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