Hey there! It’s been awhile. Seems to be whenever not much at all is happening here on the blog, it’s because ALL. THE. THINGS. are happening simultaneously at my house. The title of this post pretty much sums up my last two weeks, but just cuz I love you, here come the details!
Bad news first.
Just a couple of hours before I hit the big 3-2 (that’s right, I have no compunctions about announcing my real age–comes from a lifetime of being told I look too young for everything ever), I got an interesting text from my husband.
“Wheel barrow race… I think I broke my collarbone.”
To spare you a long story: Yes, he did indeed break his collarbone. And that goes to show you just how dangerous Father-Daughter Dinner Dances can be. Particularly those that involve wheel barrow races. 😉
Thankfully, he won’t need surgery, but it has made our lives a bit more complicated. You know, because having a 5-week old baby + 4 other kids under the age of 9 wasn’t complicated at all. On the plus side, we’ve gotten pretty good at the invalid husband routine after the year we’ve had. (I think it’s hardest on my hard-working hubby–he really loves helping out and hates when he can’t.) I did the math, and by the time he’s healed from this injury, he’ll have been physically impaired for 7 out of 12 months! Poor guy. 🙁
So, what are we doing to survive this time?
- We hopped back on the parish meal train (I seriously need to start serving in this ministry as soon as I stop needing to be on the receiving end of it, because y’all, these ladies have saved my life! I love them).
- I did what I never thought we would do and finally hired a lawn service so we can actually enjoy our few months of sunshine in Seattle! (Praise God for the resources to do this!)
- The hubs has gotten really good at one-armed baby snuggles–because ain’t no broken bone standing in the way of daddy-baby snuggle time!
4. I let the blog lie fallow while we found our bearings. So thank you all for hanging in there with me. I really appreciate it.
All that to say, my birthday wasn’t a big event this year. Frankly, I’m not much of a “big events” type of gal. My ideal day would look pretty much like a low-key, low-stress version of a pretty ordinary day–just with tasty food I didn’t have to cook. My bestie made things awesome, though, by chilling with us the whole day. She was a PT in a former life, so she helped Brian get adjusted to his sling, and she kept me sane while I figured out how to finagle my crazy crew with only one-and-a-half functional adults!
Also, I bought myself flowers.
I love pie.
Anyways, five days after that debacle, Spice turned FOUR! I can’t believe my sweet, sassy lady is a great big four-year-old. We survived THREENAGER-hood, y’all! (You may feel free to applaud.)
We had a double-birthday party with her little buddy who’s 4th birthday was the day before. Initially it was supposed to be cupcakes in the park, but when the weather betrayed us, it wound up being 14 adults + 30 kiddos at our place!
Let me say, I was feeling suuuuuuper thankful for the big room we renovated this winter/spring.
Also suuuuuuper thankful for our fabulously chill friends. Y’all: when I say last minute, I mean I had the older kids and the baby at a swim lesson when it started to tip-down and by the time I got home, the other host family had already arrived with the food. Together, we two moms did a quick wipe down of the bathrooms, and that was pretty much all we had time for before the guests arrived.
And you know what? We all had a blast!
40+ people, the vast majority of whom were under the age of 5, crammed into our lil old house. No prep work, no party games, no favors. Just chips + veggies + dip and cake + lemonade — and it. was. awesome! Good old fashioned fun. My favorite kinda party. I love my village.
It was a whirlwind celebration, and I think that pretty much encapsulates my Spice-girl. Friends + party dresses + chaos + pink cupcakes is definitely her personal brand of awesome. I can’t wait to see what this hilarious, imaginative, hair-raising fashionista has in store for us this year! We are so blessed to have such a spunky mover-and-shaker to keep us on our toes!
(And she is blessed that she was not our first-born. We needed a couple of kids to mellow us out before we could appreciate all that Spiciness!)
The. Very. Next. Day was Honey’s baptism. Once again: not her real name. I’ll do a longer post on this special event with more photos, but here’s a preview.
It was such a special event. The level of specialness to be revealed in the aforementioned longer-baptismal-post-that-I-will-write-asap. Suffice it to say, our village knocked my socks off yet again. We are so blessed to have so many incredible members in our friend-family. Home-grown and heart-grafted, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.