As much as I love Palm Sunday and Mass, I would be lying if I said I didn't feel exactly like the kid who went running out of Mass after me yelling "WOOOHOOO!!" this morning.
The readings were beautiful, the songs were actually good, the Mass was perfect.
But the children... I will not go any further, I am sure it was not a walk in the park for any of you with little ones sitting through the passion narrative either (if it was I am really happy for you, but please don't tell me about it).
So now I'll join the other FLAPers for the more materialistic part of the post where I'm back in the skirt from college that I was thrilled still fit after a birthday weekend with cake, donuts and Red Robin:
Also. it is official: it is going to be cold FOREVER.
And because you need another...
Shoes: Goodwill (Style & Co?)
Ruffly, mustard number: Target
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---On to the birthday fun.
First there were donuts and gifts:
|2 most favorite presents from Grammy and Nana (never from the uncool parents, whatev.)|
I forgot my camera so we had to settle for grainy phone pictures, but I had to capture the magic of bowling with a 4-year-old. I would definitely recommend it as a birthday activity, it was a little pricey, but justifiable for the special occasion.
1- she's been asking to go to the building with the enormous ball on it for at least a year;
2-that was right after she exclaimed "This is the BEST day of my life!!" (really? all four years of it?); 3- that ball slide was fantastic;
4- really glad I brought bananas for Bernadette to eat while watching the game and even gladder that no one called CPS for the placement of the bumbo on the bowling alley table.
I think I have given adequate attention to the 4th birthday and you will never hear of it again.
Unless I think of something else to say.