We had a great and terrible time at Kaitlyn's 3rd birthday party yesterday!

The terrible part was that Ethan took Dylan for a little walk while Esme and I were watching Kaitlyn open gifts, and a few minutes later Ethan came running back with Dylan screaming in his arms. Somewhere along the path Ethan had looked down and there were a couple bees on Dylan, and then when he tried to brush them off, more kept appearing. He got him away from there as fast as he could, but Dylan got 4 bee stings and Ethan got 3. Someone at the party had some Benadryl cream and the stings didn't swell up or anything, but it was super scary, especially coming from an allergic family, to have poor Dylan screaming his head off from the stings! He recovered within a few minutes and was back in the field playing with the other kids.

The greatest part was that there was a huge water fight! Tom started it. He flicked water at me with his fingers, then Lisa poured ice down his back on my behalf. Then he got me with a water bottle and then we got him with a big bucket. Then all hell broke loose and everyone at the party started getting each other with buckets, dishpans, squirt guns, and whatever else they could get their hands on. It was crazy, hilarious, wonderful chaos. Dylan was right in the thick near the faucet and had the time of his life splashing with a little cup.

I got these Memories Complete circle stickers this month from Scraptalk...I am circle challenged so I've been loving useing them.  

Another project for Scraptalk...Esme really wanted me to do some amusement park pics last night, so I used some more fun circles! 

Did this layout this afternoon while Ethan and Esme were playing I Spy on the computer. 

Here he is with his new do - just a quick snapshot in our basement. 

Ethan started growing his hair out just after the time Esme was born. He hates getting his hair cut and was just tired of it so he gave up. Despite having threatened to let it grow til the U.S. was out of Iraq, he did get it trimmed once at the same time Esme got her first haircut. Well, he has a big job interview tomorrow so I encouraged him to get it neatened up once again. He came home today with SHORT hair! OMG! It's even shorter than when Esme was born now. He looks so different! His neck looks longer and he has a lot less gray showing. It's going to be hard to get used to seeing him this way again!

Did this page for the new Pink Project at Scraptalk - I love these big circle stickers by Memories Complete. 

The best present I got today was that my mom took Esme and I to a sunflower farm! We went there for ice cream but it was an amazing photo op! I took tons of pictures of Esme! 

Every year I have to share the story of my birth because I'm intrigued by the fact that no one knows my real birthday - it could have been yesterday or it could be today.

My mother was having some troubles at the time she was pregnant with me, and no one but my father and their priest knew that they were expecting a baby. At the time my dad was a welder at E.B. When she went into labor she called and asked them to please tell him to come home and take her to the hospital. Whoever answered the phone never gave my dad the message.

My mom waited but of course her labor got worse and worse. She finally called an ambulance. She waited and waited and the ambulance never showed up. Finally, she delivered me by herself on the living room couch. This was before portable phones so she got up with me still attached, went to the phone, and called the fire department. They arrived, cut the cord, delivered the afterbirth, etc, and put us in their ambulance. As we were leaving for the hospital the first ambulance she called finally showed up.

My dad didn't know what had happened until he arrived home and walked into the living room to discover the entire couch covered with blood (he claims that's why his hair is gray at the temples) and a little note from the fire fighters saying his wife and daughter were at the hospital.

We arrived at the hospital, were received, and I was finally declared "born" at 1:20 am on August 1, 1974.
So, over the years I've tried for double birthdays and double gifts, but strangely enough, my mom has never gone for it.