Kaylee putting balloons and VIP signs on all the chairs for her birthday party with her friends. :) It ended up being a nice low-key affair, since out of the half-dozen or so girls she invited, only two could make it, and one had to leave early and the other had to arrive late. But the girls had plenty of fun anyway. :) (And it was much easier on the birthday girl’s parents’ nerves than the mass chaos we had braced ourselves for. LOL)
Today was Kaylee’s 9th birthday! She took mini-donuts to school for her class, and then we celebrated at home this evening with gifts and a chocolate pie. :)
Happy Birthday Kaylee! Hope it’s a fabulous year and all your wishes come true! :D
Mark hogs the TV enjoys relaxing in front of the TV most evenings, so mornings are my time to catch up on watching the shows I’ve TiVo’ed. Sometimes this requires a creative balancing act to block the blinding sun glaring in from the high arched windows.
Top of tent perched on back of desk chair. Loop on bottom corner of kids’ play tent attached to hook on mantle. It reminds me of the beginnings of some crazy balanced tower in a Dr. Seuss book . . . “and the bottle’s on a poodle, and the poodle’s eating noodles”. . . “Fox in socks, our game us done, sir. Thank you for a lot of fun, sir.” :)
More items from our excavation of Kaylee’s room… a Minnie Mouse princess lamp that she got as a birthday gift a few years ago, and a stuffed frog that was Mark’s once upon a time. It was a totally unplanned coincidence that these ended up on the coffee table together. :)
Mark grilled us hamburgers for lunch. Love that the meat company of the patties we buy shares our name. :) Too bad we don’t get a cut of the profits. ;)
Unearthed during a clean/purge/sort of toys in Kaylee’s room, this was a souvenir from one of my trips to Epcot Center – I think probably the one Mark and I took during my senior year of college? Or maybe one with my family when I was in high school? He’s one old dragon either way. ;)
Continuing my tradition of absolutely terrible Easter morning photos… the kids race around the family room collecting eggs. They had scoped out the location of most of them while Mark and I were sleeping in (they actually let us sleep!), so it was mostly just a matter of memory and speed.
I love Matthew’s creative choice of egg-collecting basket.
(That would be his bicycle helmet, if you can tell in my lovely blurry photo.)
