So we spent the day running from thing to thing. Because that's what you do when you're on a relaxing vacation, right? You spend your time either fixing up your house or chauffeuring your children from activity to activity.
Uh huh. That's right. We know a thing or two about living large when on vacation. ;)
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Unfortunately, I was at an early OB appointment when Selah had her traditional birthday donuts. And since the camera was inadvertently in the car with me, there were no photo-ops of that sugar-induced frenzy. (we never get donuts unless it's a birthday)
But no worries, I was all over being the Parental Paparazzi for the rest of the day...
The girls were so excited about Charis's first day of college (as she puts it) that they were physically incapable of walking calmly to her class. They had to run. and laugh. and squeal. Remember those days when going to school was so exciting that you literally ran to class? Yeah. Think real hard.
Charis did agree to stand still long enough for me to take a picture of her...complete with her new chic sunglasses.
I'm thinking she was feeling pret-ty grown up at this point. Sporting the stylin' glasses, the bright blue necklace she picked out this morning, and getting ready to head off the college where her daddy goes.
As we dropped her off in the classroom, she immediately walked up to her teacher and introduced herself. That's my girl. So bold. :) Right before leaving, I asked if she had to go to the bathroom. She said no, as she was gently pushing me out of the door.
Okay, okay. I can take a hint.
But admittedly, I loved the fact that she didn't want me to remain. Had she been timid, I would have been timid. Crazy how that works now. I'm the parent, but I'm going by her cues now. Do I need professional counseling for that? Or is that normal?! Anyone? Anyone?
So off we went, leaving our bold College Girl behind...
to focus on our Preschooler and whatever she wanted to do: to get some lunch and ice cream. And to visit the children's museum, which was sadly closed. And then to the public library for movies and books, where we ran into some of my daughter's favorite boy buddies. And then back to the college to pick up Charis.
Reagan spent MUCH time in her carseat today.
So when we finally did get out of the car, Daddy let the girls get rid of some crazy pent-up energy, passing the time before Charis's class ended...
Random picture Selah and the Birthday Girl button...
After leaving the college, we ran by my parent's house to quickly gather vegetables from our garden. But they ended up asking to take us out to eat. Hmmm...let's see. Go home and eat the dinner that I prepared last night. ORRRRR let you take us out for dinner and in the process, giving the girls more Grandparent Time.
No brainer, eh? IHOP here we come!
Because all three girls started out the day with chocolate donuts...AND because Charis confessed to eating "lots of chocolate" in her class...AND because Selah had eaten lots of ice cream for lunch, we said that they could only have water at dinner. No sweetened tea. And Grandma? Don't share yours, mkay?
Why, I have no idea. Because the sugar in tea was nothing compared to what the waitress brought Selah for her Birthday Surprise at the restaurant.
Death by chocolate fudge in a bucket.
Just looking at it causes my blood sugar to rise. Oddly enough all three girls fell asleep at 7:30 without problem. See...for those of you that think miracles passed away after the Bible times, think again. *wink*
But bedtime did not come before the sisters gave Selah her presents...
Charis gave her a Discovery Toys Fire Hose....which obviously excited Selah Bug. :)
Because every picture I was taking of Selah had her hair in her face, Charis, the-motherly-one, came over and took care of it on her own accord.
Raegan gave her a huge thing of bubbles and sidewalk chalk.
After all the sugar and presents, Selah was all about hugging all over her sisters.
Too bad Raegan was all about hiding her face. She knew we wanted her to smile for the camera. But apparently little RaeRoo felt it more fun to give us a hard time. :) Oh well. The girls thought it was hysterical.
Of course, all that laughter could have been due to the lethal amount of sugar (IE. pseudo energy) in their system.
Tomorrow Jet is back at work. While the girls go through sugar detox. On my shift.
