If I can survive an all-natural birth with a baby who had sagittal craniosynostosis, I can survive anything.
Pleeeeease say it is so!
Than I can face cutting back on my chocolate next week in an attempt to lose some poundage.
The sacrifices we make just so we don't have to buy a new wardrobe every time we have baby.
I don't know about you, but my clothes are so ungrateful.
Anyhow, our little miss Alayna turned five last week!
And to my great relief, chose a much easier cake than last years!
So I was sure I was going to mess it up.
I busted out my new Bosch (which I L.O.V.E. so much I could probably write a whole post on it, but will refrain and keep this about Alayna and not my Bosch... your welcome) which was an amazing Christmas present from my parents, and we started making the cake.
The girls thought it was pretty awesome too.
My children are so much nicer than I am. I'm not sure I would be willing to share my lickage allowance of chocolate cake mix.
But share she did.
I think Jackson was jealous.
I don't blame him.
When he realized they weren't going to share with him, he dealt with the disappointment the only way he knew how.
I then announced to Alayna that Granny and Papa were going to come take her out for her birthday.
She ran off excitedly to get ready.
This is how she appeared next time I saw her.
Heaven help me with this child.
My parents picked her up and let her choose where they were going for lunch.
Then took her over to Spoil City and told her she could pick out any one thing she wanted. (within reason)
So many choices!
To my everlasting dismay, she came home with this.
I can't even count how many times I've had to sweet glitter up off the floor.
No seriously. It would be like trying to count the national debt.
Alayna was even "crowned".
I guess on the way home, Alayna saw the "play place" at a fast food restaurant and wanted to play.
My parents obliged.
Yes, they are pretty awesome.
Later that afternoon, I finished her cake.
Oh pish, don't be ridiculous. Of course I didn't make that!
I mean, some things are simply impossible.
Like broccoli will never be as good as chocolate.
No, that was the picture Alayna saw when she announced she had found the cake she wanted.
To my everlasting relief, she didn't care about the fancy inside, just the hearts on the outside.
Thank you Valentine's Day candy!
You just made my life so much easier.
She LOVED it!
She received a couple phone calls from relatives,
and held her fellow cranio-buddy.
Soon, the family and some extended family, were gathered for some cake and ice cream!
Once the flames are extinguished, there is always a mad dash for the candles.
There must be something about licking the frosting off the candles that's completely thrilling.
Am I missing out on a vitally important part of life?
After everyone was served up, I remembered that I hadn't wrapped Alayna's presents yet!
And the sad thing is, I was completely out of wrapping paper!
I didn't even have extra Christmas paper to back me up.
Sad, sad day.
So I handed off Jackson...
ran downstairs and found a nice, pink bag!
It wasn't even a Christmas bag.
I know. I'm an over-achiever.
Try not to compare yourself to me too much.
Don't worry Jackson. If I end up needing a back-up gift bag for your birthday presents, I will do my very best to find one that's not pink.
But I can't promise anything.
And there you have it.
The first birthday of the new year is done.
Only five more to go.
Seven, if we include us old people.
Bring it on.