The girl's 6th birthday was a little weird this year. Camille got that flu bug that everyone got on her birthday. So we cancelled the party. Then the rest of us got sick. Then there was Thanksgiving. Then an awesome party! But I didn't take any good pictures. Behold:
Camille got stickers!
Paul was gone, so Camille took her turn talking on the phone with him while Grace blew up a balloon!
I improved upon the internet recipe for darling acorns made of nutter butters and hershey's kisses. That's right- now is my moment to shine! Poll: What looks more like an acorn to you? Hershey's kiss, or Reese's bell? I'm kind of torn.
Our babysitter's windshield got smashed by a huge fallen branch as we were headed out for the night. It sure has been windy here!
What you can't see in the picture are 8 little girls having a lovely time at Camille and Grace's glow in the dark party.
Here they are, opening presents!
I was worried that the party wouldn't be very cool- Lots of people around here go all out on birthday parties. But, despite my pathetic favors from the dollar store (clip-on flashlights that promptly broke in everyone's hot little hands), everyone had a great time. One girl said, "this is the best party ever! A small party {wistfullly}." And my girls, when asked, said that their favorite part of the party was "everything". When asked what part she didn't like, Grace said, "do you not understand what 'everything' means? It means I liked all of it." Ah, 6 year olds.
I was telling Paul last night that I really like this age. He said, "Oh, I don't know- remember all of the fun things that they used to say and do?" But I had to cut him off. Because I remember all too well the fun things that they used to say and do, but like the old ladies in the grocery store keep telling me, they grow up too fast. And I have to enjoy it while I have it. Gee whiz, those old ladies are right! And I'm turning into one of them- which is only fitting, I suppose, as I have two beautiful girls who are six.
