we celebrated the birth of miss kiya with friends and family who came to visit. there was laughter and fun in the sun, and splashing in the pool. there were movies and running and jumping and stealing shoes from brother. there was 1am popcorn and late night pie rushing. best of all, there was a proclamation of "i feel special" from the girl that sometimes thinks she's anything but special.
we celebrated the birth of one of my favorite nieces. we made our way to sauvie island and raced across hot sand that burned our feet. we made our way to the water and played water tag and swam the afternoon away. we jumped waves sent our way by huge barges, and enjoyed good food, more cupcakes and digging in the sand.
we enjoyed a visit from grandparents and a delicious meal out together as a family. we tried new foods and delighted in being served dinner while the kitchen at home stood in disarray. stunt gp battles were revisited and grandpa upped the ante by threatening to practice while cay went to daycare!
lazy susan turned orange amid the afternoon sunshine, and shelves of blue marched into the gray kitchen cabinets. we rejoiced as the oak vanished before our eyes, and silently wondered why we hadn't started this sooner. and then my back complained. and screamed. and i knew at once why we hadn't started this sooner. and i promised my back i'd take it slow and not rush the finish. and so needless to say, the kitchen still sits in a state of disarray while i listen to my aching back.
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