On an unrelated note from this post, to add to our "fun" week, Ali now has the stomach bug. I got less than 2 hours of sleep last night as she was up from 2 a.m. on throwing up. And four year olds don't know how to aim their throw up, so there were many middle-of-the-night jammie changes, sheet changes, and a much needed middle-of-the-night bath.
I MIGHT survive this week, but it will definitely go on my top 4 worst weeks ever list.
(I try to block that list completely from my mind as soon as those weeks are over.)
But, on the one calm and nearly-medically-unaffected day of the week (yesterday), I wrote this post, so I'll go ahead and publish it - hopefully it will cheer me (and you, after this downer of an intro) up.
Oh yeah - and we could totally use your prayers that Chris and I, and ESPECIALLY Noah, miraculously do not catch the stomach bug.
She is SOOO just like her Daddy.
We let Ali pick breakfast on the way to her party: Chick-Fil-A or Krispy Kreme? Of course, to ensure that she got her full dose of Birthday Sugar, she chose Krispy Kreme.
And was completely fascinated by the doughnut line, as this was (gasp) our first time EVER to go inside KK:
Another first: her first non-regular-glazed doughnut, picked by her:
Apparently, the child who sat in her chair prior to her left quite the mess – one that we didn’t see until it was smeared all over her boots and butt.
My friend April made the absolutely FABULOUS cake… I was totally amazed at the detail and the fun extras:
They made all the parents watch from the balcony this year, for some reason. I’m not sure if they were disappointed or elated.
Ali, of course, was a bit overly cautious to full-out do the rope swing…
But her friends were not.
Notice Nathaniel in this picture…aiming a block right for Ali with his awesome Trademark Cheshire Cat Grin…
Of course, the only photo of Ali and I was when she was having a slight breakdown (caused by the breakfast of sugar, most likely)…
The babies had an awesome time, also, as did the Mommies of the babies – when the babies were contained and not desperately trying to jump in the pit.
The trampoline, of course, was the biggest hit. And wow you can go scarily high on an Olympic trampoline…
And finally, it was time to eat.
…and, of course, hand out those persnicketally-put-together goody bags. At least she looks pleased with herself for all that work!
Thank you to everyone who came to the party!! We all had an excellent time!