Better late than never

Emma had a birthday over a week ago. She is 9. I can't believe it. She is wonderful. We love her. Her celebrations started on Saturday with a birthday party with her friends. It was an ice cream party and she found the idea and helped carry it out.

We decorated party plates with colored paper. We played pin the cherry on the sundae. And we had a treasure hunt to find all of the toppings for our wonderful sundaes. They were really quite tasty. She got some great craft projects from her friends, including scrapbooking supplies, sandart, paperoni, and foam shape crafts. Her friends are good to her.



On Sunday we all stayed home from church sick. It gave me plenty of time to decorate her cake. I was surprised that she didn't want her fancy cake for her friend party but wanted to save it for her grandparents. But that eased my stress considerably, because I could focus on one thing at a time.

Anyway, on Monday we woke up to very sick kids. I had to take Anna to the hospital for chest X-rays and found out she had pneumonia. We took her to the doctor for a new prescription (she had been on one and had an allergic reaction to it). While we were there I had the doctor look over the other kids too. They found Sophie's ear infected. Emma was really not thrilled about spending the day running to the hospital and the doctor. Luckily, she got to play with Trevor instead of going with us to the doctor. As soon as we got back from the doctor we got to have cake with Grandma and Grandpa Rawlins. Then Emma got to go on her birthday date with me to Build-A-Bear Workshop. We had a blast. She got pajamas and a blanket and pillow for her dog. I think it turned out to be a good day, even though all the other kids were miserable.

I couldn't ask for a better daughter! We love Emma.