Things I want to remember from today:
Sophie this morning, so adamant that the perfect birthday gift for her friend was muffins. We settled on a soccer ball. (Because we have decided if you can't do hand-made, do active.)
Jeff and I trying to convince her that what she was wearing ( a shirt and a dress and some jeans) was perfectly fine to wear to the party and please don't go change again. The clincher? Daddy saying that he would absolutely wear that outfit to a party.
While Daddy and Sophie were at the party, Mommy, Maddie and Eliza played outside. Mads was so sweet swinging and singing with her dirty little feet. I have no idea where her shoes were.
Maddie running up to me and saying, "Mothebugeatpopart!"
"Say again?" I say.
"There. Was. A. Bug. Eating. A. Pop-tart!" she hollers.
Oh, there was a bug alright. I think it was a fly. I have no idea why she thought it was eating a breakfast pastry.
I think this day may have been perfect.