Happy Birthday to my Mom.
I hope I can look just exactly like her when I am her age. I bet if I gave you $100 you wouldn't be able to guess how old she is because she looks so ravishingly young for her age.
We had a family talent show in honor of her.
Maryn did a song in sign language.
I love that she's learning that at school and really liking it.
Spider Man #1 (Spencer) and Ady did the longest headstands in the world.
Spider Man #2 (Kaden) played the guitar. He had to lift off his spidey mask and take off his spidey gloves to perform his songs but it was totally scarey and worth it.
Check out yummy Kenley in the back there.
The girls sang a duet.
Emmy played a harp number.
Grandma shares her birthday with Merrill and we were sad he couldn't be with us.
Love his guts too.
Grandma sure loves her grandchildren and they love her!!!
Our dessert consisted of birthday cake and chocolate chia pudding.
All I wanted was a nice picture with my mom and Marianne had to get her big fat body in the way and try to mess everything up...
as usual.
Then she tried to stick the Spider Man mask on my face.
Not funny.
What the?
She think she's so awesome.
Little sisters can be so annoying.
I just wanted a nice picture with my mom on her birthday.
Finally!
Love this lady! She is great at everything. She has a loving heart and talented fingers. She is stylish and could rock any other grandma out there. Love that we can live close to her so my kids can get her frequent hugs and my girls can watch and see and observe her amazingness.
My birthday came next.
It was probably the hardest birthday I've ever had cause I didn't have my children with me.
They left me to go to New York with their dad for Thanksgiving.
My heart ached and hurt for my whole birthday week.
I knew they would have fun in New York and that they would be loved.
That wasn't the problem.
I saw their inner battle and confusion as they decided if it was ok to leave me;
if it was ok to have Thanksgiving without their mom;
if it was ok to go on their first ever big airplane trip without me.
Yikes! The buildup was painful.
The morning had lots of tears.
The airport scene was pathetic.
I tried to look at all the plus's of having a week without kids but I couldn't think of many.
I knew it was the first of many things without my kids.
I was hating my new life on this birthday.
But, as always, my family pulled through and helped to keep me busy.
And gave me a happy birthday!
of Tacos (my birthday tradition).
It was fun to be with them all of their silliness.
Thanksgiving was delicious and quiet for me.
This was the only picture I took.
The good part was I got to hold the babies all by myself with no competition from my girls.
It was a Thanksgiving where I truly did have much to be thankful for,
but it also felt like a lot of work to find that gratitude.
Mostly the love I felt for my kids became intense and the
gratitude I felt at living close to my family could have filled the cornucopia on our Thanksgiving table.
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