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!)