Monday, July 18, 2016
my baby is twelve
We haven't had a party like this in quite a long time, it seems like.
Here b.g. has dreamed up an elaborate idea and is giving the details to his cousins.
A little while later we had a conversation about how they don't accept direction all that well.
They weren't conforming at all with his plan, and in fact were also screaming and not even listening.
(This is a picture from Alicia's Instagram last weekend.)
Kirsten saw this and said it was her favorite part of the evening, when b.g. hung over the stair railing in the living room and said, "Everyone listen to me!" and then sang, "All my cousins are SUCKERS! All my cousins are SUCKERS!"
Well. They definitely are not cooperators.
Thank you for being here, being ours, being mine.
I love you so dearly, your long arms and legs, your sense of humor, your energy, you big heart. I admire what a fantastic aunt you are.
Everything is better with you.
Lucky old us.
Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. love forever, MOM and DAD and EVERYBODY