My delicate, tiny, little preemie...
... turned NINE on Wednesday.
I can't believe that sweet, fragile baby now has talents and thoughts and friends of her own.
At the risk of sounding like a totally typical parent... Where does the time go?
Well, it DOES fly when you're having fun... again with the clichés... so we seriously contributed to the speed of its passage with a small but exceedingly enjoyable celebration. It began with a trip to our favorite nail place where Anna, her two best friends, Julia and McKinzie, and Grace got their toes done... which seemed as much fun for the folks doing the pedicures as it was for the recipients. With sparkling, colorful toes, we went back to our house for HUGE cupcakes and pizza... then I had to go to a STUPID MEETING... while James supervised swimming and lots and lots of Wii gaming.
Julia spent the night which was Anna's very first sleepover ever. Once the excitement died down, everyone slept like rocks... in my bed... with me in it. Actually, it was pretty fun, all four of us girls piled in together. (James retreated to Anna's bed for a much more dignified and predictable night of slumber.)
Farm Life Follies
"Exactly what kind of cow are you?"Clearly, neither is sure what to make of the other.
"'COW?' What kind of CAT are YOU?"
Midna (the kitten) and Sparky (the heifer) meet officially for the first time.
My first zucchini of the year and my first garlic EVER! Woo hoo!
Honestly, we forgot the garlic was even there so it was a very fun surprise.
Another brilliant sunset here on the ranch. Ahhhhhh.
Stay tuned for part 2 of "40 years to 'Getting It."