Congrats Aunt Col and Uncle Davey!

The wedding was this past weekend. It was great. Colleen looked great. The party was great. The girls (my biggest fear) were great. It was so great, that I will have to come back later and write all about it!

I knew this day would come.

Every month on each of the girl's "month birthday" we do a little mini celebration. Not even a celebration, really. We just make it known that they are 4 years and 11 months (in Mo's case today), let them pick the activities (kind of) for the day, and also pick dinner. Oh, and they also get to eat off of an adorable little "This is your special day" plate, made by yours truly.

Anyway, so far, pretty much every month birthday that rolls around, the girls ask for chicken nuggets and ketchup. Sometimes they throw in fries. A couple of times they may have asked for pizza. I kept thinking, silly girls, they could have ANYTHING, and they are asking for the same thing they very well could have two other times that week! Well, no longer.

This morning when I informed Maura it was her month birthday... what would she like for dinner? She quickly answered with a "chicken nug... no, not chicken nuggets. I think I want lasagna. Yes lasagna." Okay, I can do that. Not really in the mood for making lasagna, but a bit healthier than nuggets. "Nope, mom, I changed my mind. I don't want nuggets. I want to go out to eat. To Friendlys. And get ice cream at the end. And I want them to sing me happy birthday."

There is no turning back now. I have a feeling in 7 days when Mags' month birthday rolls around, she will NOT be asking for chicken nuggets.

added: We did go to Friendlys that night. Myself and the three older girls. Maura ordered (yes, chicken nuggets and fries). They sang to her. They brought her balloons. She was in heaven. I am not sure if we can top that on her "real" birthday next month. Also, I am sure all the wait staff who came out to sing to her were not thrilled when they asked her how old she was and she said, oh so proudly, "4 years and 11 months!"

Sorry Girls.

Mama has been neglecting her already neglectful version of a baby book!

I am not sure what we have been doing, but it is summer; there are wet bathing suits drying daily, art projects (mostly half-finished) lying around, toys covering the floor, laundry covering the couches, dishes filling the dish washer, half finished "house projects" all over... I guess that is what we have been doing... living!

So B turned 2. Sweet little, cute little, mischievous little B, turned 2. She really is a little rock star, as I like to call her B Rock! She is talking up a storm, and it is just so cute to hear her learn more words and more meanings behind the words every day. She says little sweet things like, "scare me" if the vacuum is on and runs to hide. If you take her out of her car seat too roughly (who does that??? Not me!) she says "hurt me." It is the cutest little thing. She says this phrase "ha ha doe, doe" all the time. Not sure what it means, but she sure knows. She still loves to eat, anything. Right now, as I ignore her, she is saying "I cookie" (she has said it about 55 times so far with no end in sight. She keeps up with her sisters very well. Her and Maggie play great together when Mo is not around (when Mo is around Mags is trying to impress her). They will soon be sharing a room, so that is a very good thing. If she was an only child she would be a pure pleasure. She is a very easy child, she just has a hard tie with two older sisters on her case all the time and a mommy who is often a little stressed out!

Happy Belated Birthday Beesy Neesy!

Sorry Girls.