Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'till tomorrow
For babies grow up, we learn to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs and dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
When I was young, a hand embroidered picture with this saying on it hung on the wall in our house. As a child it meant very little to me. As a teenager, for some unknown reason my cousin and I liked to recite it to each other and laugh hilariously. It wasn't until I became a mother myself that it became meaningful and somewhat poignant to me. Babies do grow up much too fast! Yesterday my one and only turned 13. Here are some pictures showing highlights from her day.
New warm, fuzzy socks and a robe.
Sushi at Tona for dinner. Yum! It was Isaac's (my boyfriend's foster son) first time having sushi.
|Gillian struggling with her chopsticks.|
|Mike and I|
After dinner we went to FatCats to play arcade games and ride bumper cars.
|Gillian's favorite prize? The Big Ripper Whoopee Cushion!|
|Gillian requested a tie-dye cake with a peace sign.|
|Voila! I thought I was done until Mike pointed out to me that this was a Mercedes symbol, not a peace sign.|
|The birthday girl.|
|The tie-dye inside. It looked much cooler than this picture shows.|
Gillian celebrated at her dad's house with some of her closest friends. They didn't have to be asked twice to pose for the camera.