Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Paper Airplanes

Had to post this photo.  I just love it.
Hubs and Chase flying paper airplanes.

Dentist (Featuring A Wobbly Tooth)

I finally took the girls to the dentist.  We usually go every 6-months, but due to our relocation to Singapore and then speedy return to Portland, some things kinda slipped through the cracks....

We were pleased to hear that both girls have gorgeous teeth, with no cavities.  Phew!  Chase will probably need braces when she is 10.  

And Madoc is feeling VERY grown-up as she has her first wobbly tooth!  SO exciting.  It's been wobbly for about 3 months now.  We are all curious as to when it will come out, and how much, exactly, it will be worth.

Happy 8th Birthday, Chase!

My darling Chase.  You just turned 8.  You are so gorgeous and smart.  So funny and silly.  So beautiful and brave.  We are so proud of you.

You will probably remember this as your "family birthday party."  It was a very special one - you had your grandparents, uncles & aunts - and cousins.  It was so lovely.

Everyone had a crown - and we had to guess our name.  You were Wonder Woman.  Dad was Ken.  I was Donald Duck.  And Madoc was Madoc.

We then had fortunes read.  Yours said you would be famous.

And then we had cake.  I made you this gluten-free Angel Food cake.  Served it with a blueberry sauce.  You loved it.  I think you would have eaten the whole thing if I would have let you.

And you picked out your own roses this year.  
Eight for you, and one for each of us.

I so hope this year is a great one for you.
The world is your oyster, my dear.
You are strong, brave and clever.
We love you so much.  Always and forever.  No matter what.


I decided to get some chicks for the girls.

The first day, the girls couldn't put them down.  They were obsessed.  Madoc read the chicks a bedtime story and awoke first thing the following morning to read to them again.  I (foolishly) told her that reading to them would help them grow, so she soon decided to stop reading to them because she wanted them to stay small and cute.

Chase had a hard time picking out the "right" chick.  There was a lot of discussion about which one was the best chick.  Hard to tell, when they are one week old - and there are about 75 all running around inside a tub together.

Now, about two weeks later, the chicks are not so interesting.  They are growing very quickly and I'm thanking my lucky stars we arranged the re-homing before we bought them.  They have taken over the den - so much so that Hubs doesn't want to watch TV anymore.  Not that we watched much at all, but now we watch none at all.  Good stuff.