Roses and things

Insert obligatory squee!bounce.

First rose

May 2006, 50mm, Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT

In other news, today is the girls' 7th birthday. (7?! How is this possible?) We had the family party yesterday, complete with a SpongeBob ice cream cake (yum).


(I know, it looks like a cake for a 77th birthday, but they both wanted those 7s, and they both wanted them on the cake at the same time. So there it is.)

Among a whole bunch of other things, they got scooters from Uncle Matt and Aunt Mandy (but for some bizarre reason I didn't get a photo of Morgan with her scooter, just Emma; I'll have to make up for that tomorrow).

Scooter girl


Today we opened the last few gifts, then went to IHOP for breakfast with Nana and Papa Tom and saw Nana and Papa off, then came back and set up and filled their pool and played outside and had pizza for dinner and watched one of the movies they got yesterday. Tomorrow we'll be off to spend the day at the new water park that just opened by the Mall of America.

I usually feel kind of bad that the girls' birthday always falls on Memorial Day weekend, what with all the graduation parties and weddings and things that are usually happening. Case in point, last year the girls got to spend their birthday at my cousin Tracy's wedding (if you're reading, happy anniversary, Tracy!). Don't get me wrong. They had a blast. They tore up the dance floor, bonded with other kids, people are still talking about the song they sang to the bride and groom, et cetera. But still. It's kind of the principle of the thing. Through no fault of their own they're stuck not only having to share their birthday with each other, but also having to share it with other events that usually fall under the category of "momentous." Eek. Sorry, kiddos.

This year, however, it's been a solid weekend of nothing but birthday stuff. There are no parties, no weddings, no picnics or family reunions, nothing. Just the girls having a three-day birthday bash, essentially. They've been having a ton of fun--but ye gods, their parents are exhausted!

Perhaps the other way isn't so bad after all! ;-)