I love birthdays. I love that everyone has a day of the year that they get to feel so incredibly special and important, and be showered with gifts and doted upon. Today was Amelie's day. I think it was a good one. Started the morning with her favorite cereal "Smarshmellow Matey's" as she use to call them. She opened gifts from her grandparents (2 books and princess dolls). Then she got dolled up for school, wore her favorite outfit (a dress of course), I curled her hair just how she wanted, and let her wear dangly earrings. She celebrated at school by eating chocolate chip muffins and juice boxes with her class. Then was surprised by an early school pickup from dad, who took her to see Transylvania at the theaters. After that I took her to Paint A Dream where she picked out a ceramic cat and together we painted it according to her specifications (pink and purple tail, red stripes on the head, brown body, you know the usual cat colors). We followed that with a visit to the Build-A-Bear store where she picked out a rainbow colored bear whom she named Melinda. She had quite a big smile on her face when she walked away. Now she is snuggled in bed sleeping with her new Melinda bear and the rest of her animal crew. She's got them tucked in all around her. Glad to have you in our family Amelie. Since you are 6 years old today here are six words to describe you: silly, kind, motherly, smart, creative and honest. So glad you joined our family, you definitely spice it up!


Side note: Amelie had the flu over the weekend. First day was Friday with 104.8 fever. Poor girl. Today was her first day back at school. Chase came down with it this morning. Fever got up to 105.3 today. I was very worried. But after some medicine and home remedy, came down to 100. Relieved, but I'm still keeping an eye on him. Soleil has had a low fever since yesterday, so I know she's battling it, but her immune system seems stronger. And both Rick and I have felt sick (aches and throat) in the evenings and mornings, but we've managed to keep moving on. Sawyer's the only one that has escaped it thus far, but he managed to fall and cut his lip pretty bad tonight to add to all the fun, so he got to lay around like a sicky and eat popsicles. I think he was needing an excuse for some more attention. He found it.




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