Tuesday, September 2

Birthday Round Up


She's three!  We had her party over the weekend, and though it rained through most of it, we really had the best day.  The theme of this girl's party must've been cake and horses, though I didn't know it before!  Of course, I knew the cake had to be special.  She is a renowned cake lover, after all.   And that cake was a work of art.  Seven layers complete with confetti cake, birthday cake ice cream, and homemade vanilla buttercream.  I'm not sure we've loved any cake more.   It was so huge, but we had not a single slice leftover.  Bittersweet, I suppose ;) 

My mom brought along a few bottles of silly string for the birthday song.  Molly was initially disgusted, but later appreciative of NeeNee's humor.  Jesse immediately nominated her for porch cleaning.

She's been telling us all summer, after our horseback trail ride, she wants to "ride a horsey all by myself".  So we planned to take her and let her ride for her birthday.  Little did we know, she had been telling her Grandmas about this horse-riding dream of hers, as well.  The theme of her gifts was obvious.  She got a pair of cowboy boots (check that reaction), a barbie and horse companion, and a set of horse bed sheets (which she is napping in right now).   I didn't realize how much the girl loved horses- how ridiculous!   Today, she told her Daddy that next year, she wants a REAL horse.  Yikes.

We've got another ice cream gathering planned for tonight -her actual birthday, and I'm sure she'll love it.  The girl has been loved on so much these past few days.    I'm so thankful for all the sweet messages and wishes for Molly's birthday.   We can't believe we have a 3 year old!

Friday, August 29


My sweet Molly.  I'm finding it so hard to believe that in just a few days, you'll be three.  Three!  No longer a toddler, now a preschooler.  We've whisked through these stages and days, and I hope you know this:  that in the midst of all the chaos,  in all the drop-offs at the babysitters,  the hurried car rides to church,  the grocery store trips,  the time-outs.  In all of these mundane moments, my love for you grows and grows. 

The joy you bring to Daddy and I is unmeasurable, and quite honestly something we could never have imagined.   We hope so much for you, my girl.   That you'll always know God's unending love for you.   That you take advantage of the opportunities this great country can offer you, because we know that you're capable of just about anything.   We pray your innocence lasts as long as it possibly can.  That you'll find happiness in whatever you do, in every single day.  That no matter what, you won't forget that we're here, and we will always be here.

Three.   This day is happy for all of us, because we're just so proud of you, and so excited for what's to come in your life.
And your Mommy is working so hard on the perfect birthday cake, because Lord knows- it's the most important part of a birthday ;)

Happy Third Birthday, our sweet girl.

Monday, August 18

We had some wonderful company this weekend.   All of my sister's boys were here.  Molly was in her glory, let me tell you.  Can you even stand those baby cheeks?  And those sweet big cousin smiles?  We even managed to get them all in a picture together.  Besides a few tears shed over stolen toys and  bumped head or two, we still managed.   Phew. 

We're still having those fall temperatures I've been mentioning, which made for the most beautiful weekend outside.  In perfect form, I even managed to make more Applesauce Muffins, some pumpkin cookies for our church picnic, and this homemade pumpkin spice syrup- which tastes delicious (though I can't seem to manage to reproduce the PSL).  I did read that Starbucks is bringing back the PSL earlier this year- if anyone is headed this way, bring me one, will ya?!

We did catch a glimpse of "big sister Molly" this weekend, with baby Ethan around.  I mean, did you see that beaming big cousin?   She loved covering him with every blanket possible, bringing toys (even some not-so-appropriate ones), and talking to him.   It was mostly good, except for the occasional "put the baby down, I need up" or "I want to swing, put the baby on the ground".   My mom said at one point, she didn't have to go potty until the second she picked up Ethan- "I have to go potty now, NeeNee!"  We'll have some adjusting to do, I see..

I've had several people ask me "what are you going to do if Molly doesn't want the baby to stay?"  Well, I know one thing.  We're keeping the baby.  We'll adjust.  We have to, right?  ;)