, and then she will get her license and avoid me as much as possible, and then she will graduate and my Drewsy will be gone! But I am getting a little ahead of myself. I will admit that she is growing up and no longer has the babyface I am used to. She is still beautiful but I don't know what to do with a six year old. Hopefully we can figure it all out together.So anyway, here is the cake I made for Drew the morning of her birthday. I worked that afternoon upstairs on the computer. Darcy woke up from her nap so I turned on Finding Nemo and set her up on the couch downstairs where she was sitting nicely, sucking her thumb, watching the show. I thought nothing of how quiet she was being till she came upstairs with chocolate all over her face. Drew and I figured she found some cookies. It wasn't till work was done and we went downstairs that we found this. . .
Darcy got into the cake! Drew was quite miffed at her little sister. I tried to fix it but she took chunks of cake so there was no way to repair it. It wasn't that big of a deal, except that Darcy, sweet sweet Darcy, pulled a fast one on us when we thought she was quietly watching Nemo. Instead she was quietly ruining her sister's cake.
Drew asked for, and received, a Zhu Zhu Pet something or other. I didn't think it was that cool when I bought it but let me tell you that thing is the hit of the family. Well, for the kids anyway. I find the noises it makes highly annoying but I find the noises my kids sometimes make highly annoying too. I believe Drew had a good birthday. At least she didn't call it her "Worst day Eeeeeeever!!!!" as she had done the 2 previous days when I told her to clean up her messes and put her socks in the laundry basket. See why I dread her getting older? She can be a bit of a drama queen at times.
Speaking of annoying noises, Bree is still screaming her lungs out whenever she is not being held. Well, maybe that's being unfair. She does tolerate tummy time or back time on the floor for about 10 minutes a day, but other than that she is still my screecher creature. Have you heard that song by Beyonce that goes something like, "You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare?" Well the version I sing to Bree is "You can be my sweet Bree, or a beautiful nightmare." Fits her perfectly. When she is being held she is absolutley the sweetest, most kissable little thing. Put her down and she becomes a nightmare. She has actually slept through the night twice recently though, so I have to give her props for that. Hopefully my zombie days are nearing an end. That is, if Darcy would quit falling out of bed. Today we moved the beds around in the kids room to pen her in a bit. She is now wedged between the wall and the end of the bunkbed so unless she crawls to the end of her bed while she's sleeping, she should hopefully stay put. I'm not betting on it though. She is a crazy sleeper.
Drew is playing T-Ball again this year. I didn't want her to miss out on opportunities just cuz her mom is crazy enough to have 4 kids under 6 so we signed her up to play. What a logistical nightmare it has been. Especially since I am working just about every afternoon and Saturdays for the month of April, which coincidentally is when her games are. It makes it tough for all of us to get to her games with smiles on our faces. Unless of course it is a forced smile on my part to keep from freaking out over it all! Actually, it has been fun to watch Drew play this year. She is hitting the ball well, probably due to the fact that I told her I would buy her ice cream if she hit the ball to the trees. This has been a major incentive for her, even though our freezer is usually stocked up with ice cream on any given day of the week. Of course I will buy her the ice cream at the end of the season just for her great effort. She has also lost the skip she threw in last season as she ran the bases. She looks much more professional now ;)
I better mention something about Mason . . . He is getting so big! I think he skipped right over size 4T and is now wearing 5T clothes. He isn't even 4 yet! I have also signed him up for preschool starting in the fall. My baby boy is definitely a messy, potty-talk loving kid. But I love him just the same!
