Lucy McCann turned one last week, so we celebrated her birthday on Saturday at the park. All the kids came in their Halloween costumes… the whole thing was really just an excuse to take LOTS of pictures.
Phone calls and texts were exchanged. Sam squealed and bounced (which is pretty normal, but I think he had some extra spring in his step.) Bratwursts were grilled. Sam went to bed. We continued to celebrate. I’ll probably wear red for days.
And for the record, Melissa’s been calling it for a week. It’s great to be a Georgia Bulldog.
On Thursday mornings Amelia Weber comes to play at our house while her mom teaches and her dad’s at school. We are busy busy busy and figured she deserves a shout-out in the blogosphere.
Bennett Kulp has a stuffed lamb named Mam that is left at our house about twice a week. Finally, last week Melissa had enough, and Mam was held for a ransom of six jelly beans. We eventually worked out a peaceful swap, although the Kulps did not follow the proper flavor instructions. Mam’s safe for now…