yeah to me. I think it may have been the best birthday I have ever had. Seriously, did the curse go away? Last year I spent the day bawling my eyes out because Jack was supposed to be home and they ended up pulling in a few days late. I was terrified that Gwen would be born. It was just not a nice day. And this is your warning, there is a kinda gross picture down there, but Natalie loves it and wants to share:)
So I made bread, and it turned out, good. I ate cheesecake for breakfast...We went to the park and had lots of fun, good. Jack came home and it was still light outside, woohoo!!!! He took me to Ghandi and let me eat most of the pakora, what a wonderful man. Then he actually hung five of the mirrors that I have been asking him to. And finally he took care of the girls so I coud do dishes and laundry. Do birthdays get better than this? Do they? So I am happy. We have leftover Ghandi in the fridge, no pakora though.
This is that kinda gross picture. She sneezed and came up asking me for a sneeznex. And then she wanted a picture. By the way, Natalie lost her first tooth last week. Currently, she is trying to pull out the other one. Kinda funny, she went from no not touching it and us seriously bribing her to pull out her last one, with lemonaide:) To biting into apples and trying to rip it out with her hands. She is happy to see her blood now. Isn't funny how things can change in just a couple of days?
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