They came to play this morning, and ransack they did. At one point the freezer door was hanging open and orange cream bars were all over the kitchen floor. Apparently they'd grabbed what they wanted. I tossed the ice creams all back in the freezer and shut the door.
Maria and Kari were doing most of the watching while I dealt with some real estate offers--completely straight-forward and uncomplicated work, I might add.
EXCEPT FOR THE SCANNER and the issues with the printer and so forth that had me re-booting, and wondering, and why this program isn't all that compatible with the other one? And where DID the file save to? I don't even understand the options, and don't be talkin' to me about no cloud.
Real estate I understand. This two hours of my life I spent in a state of supreme aggravation?
Wild babies had fun, and at exactly 2:05, the last file was completely sent.
They went outside, supposedly to run through the sprinkler. Well, they did that and a whole lot more.
There was mud and sand involved.
And when Alicia showed up, I felt bad. They were filthy urchins. Happy and entertained little urchins, but dir-TEE.
Next time, we're going to tell her to call when she's leaving so we can clean them up before she gets here and has to BATHE them herself. And she did have to.
It was not optional. Those filthy little boys could not go home and take naps in their beds in that state.
Okay, it's eleven minutes into Tuesday and I hear my bathwater running.
While the person opens gifts, the little ones get closer and closer until they're all right up touching.
They raided the costume bins. That tiger one is really heavy and hot, but he liked it anyway.
Joe gave haircuts on the patio, which was wonderful.
Here's Jay and Desi:
He's got on James' old pharaoh costume.
Yeah, rinsing dog poop off the tire of the new bike.
And the cake--first time we've had purple frosting.
And that's the end of that. It was a great, wild, loud party, and we haven't had a party in a while, so that was great.
Julia, back when Heidi was a baby, I didn't know if I'd ever have another daughter, so I did it up right, even to the point of sewing little rosebuds to her undershirts.
We did all the hair ribbons and patent leather shoes, even red ones.
I never, ever imagined the sheer wild extravagance of being a woman with FIVE daughters.
And we have done it up right--the Madame Alexander dolls, the tea parties, the fancy braids, the Barbie dolls and all their gear, the ruffled butt tights, no missed opportunities to enjoy all the foolishness and fun of being girls.
You are our maraschino cherry on top of our giant sundae of family, and thank you so much for being our girl--for being an enthusiastic aunt, a fun little sister, a great kid. You've brought all of us so much happiness, you don't even know.
Lucky us, having you.
Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. love, Mom and Dad and EVERYBODY