Growing Bean

my big girl has been borderline sick for a couple of weeks now – a fit of coughing here and there, a runny nose from time to time, but this a.m. she woke up with dark circles under her eyes and just looking worse for wear.  i could tell she didn’t feel good because she didn’t put up a fight to go to school.  a trip to the dr and a round of antibiotics for a sinus infection and she’s good to go…. i hope.

after her sister left for kindergarten she had a quiet lunch and a rest in front of the tv watching Food Network  and working on a little knitting –  i swear she has the soul of a dear little old lady – she was perkier and i thought we should do a little something together.  she’s always been my crafty little buddy,  she listens, she tries, it takes a lot for her to get frustrated.  we don’t have much time alone together any more, i miss my crafting pal.  she got a “make your own lip balm” kit from one of her friends for her birthday and we made 6 little pots of lip balm.  holy sweet stinky mess, but she is so proud of her results and told her sister:  “i actually made all these lip glosses!”  we’re gonna have to keep them under lock and key.  i can see her sister coming out sporting an entire little pot on her face and hands….

this big girl turned 7 earlier this month and i can’t wrap my head around that.  when the dr asked today how old she was and she answered, i nearly corrected her.  she can’t be 7 whole years old.  i don’t know how that happened.  she had a pajama party themed birthday party with 5  friends, and it was a hoot.  7 little girls in their jammies + a karaoke machine + glow stick bracelets in the dark = hilarious.

beforehand we put banners in the livingroom

and it only *slightly* looks like a used car lot.

we had pizza and make-your-own sundaes and did some Make It and Bake Its.

when the directions say there might be a smell, believe it.  when there’s 7 of them in your oven and the stink surrounds your kitchen, it may make you question your sanity. and crack a window.  *p.u!*

the girls and i made these personalized spoons for the goodie bags with the small boxes of sugar-cereal and bowls.  we also included a pair of fuzzy socks, very pajama-party-ish!

 

maybe in a few years, these girls will sleep over, but we sent them home after 2 hours of fun and frivolity and Kid Songz.  That was all this mama could handle.

happy birthday little bean, we love you.

(and feel better soon!)

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One Response to Growing Bean

  1. Debbie B. says:

    How can she be 7? How?

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