Yes, another October birthday

Cara turned seven years old this month. Her birthday was a comedy of errors of sort because we have had a virus in our house that has struck down three out of five members of the family. They seem to have more than one round of it, too. Hopefully, it is on its way out.

We had planned to celebrate Cara's birthday early in the month with our families because my mother and brother were going on a Hawaiian vacation on her birthday. Yeah, I said it. They were leaving for Hawaii without us on Cara's birthday. How dare they.

The day we were going to meet them at a pizza place that Cara chose, Jonah's stomach was upset. We were also going to go apple picking the next day (pictures to come). We debated about what to do and finally decided to go to Bruce's mom and celebrate. Jonah seemed to recover, so we went apple picking the next day. More on that later.

Cara's actual birthday was October 21, and we celebrated at home with Bruce's mom. Cara was funny on her birthday. She was quite excited and said that she would get anything she wanted that day. Not quite, missy. She was sweet and enjoyed her Belle cake.

Now, all is right with the world since I can once again say I have children who are spaced two years in between each one. I can't say that for 18 days in October and it really messes me up.

I am having problems with Blogger loading my pictures again. I will post some pictures later.

Today's your birthday!

Jonah officially turned five years old yesterday. He was pretty excited about it actually being his birthday. He and Cara came into our room around 6 a.m. He came in saying it was his birthday and Cara was excited because she was getting baptized.

Adriana made Jonah a cake the day before. It was chocolate with white frosting and sprinkles.



Jonah got to pick where we ate lunch, and he chose Pizza Hut. The boy loves pizza and he ate a lion's share yesterday.





For the record, he received Buzz and Woody at his birthday party. Now, Jessie completes the set. Which reminds me, I need to write his name on the bottom of Jessie's boot. We did that with Woody and Buzz, too.

He is now officially a whole hand. I have not had a problem with my baby growing up. I promise, I haven't. (*sniff*)

Hazards of baptizing your own daughter...

when she's afraid of water.



"Not yet. I'm not ready."



You almost have to go under yourself.



I could be wrong, but I am thinking John the Baptist didn't have this problem with Jesus. We think the majority of her body went under, but we are not too sure. It's okay. We aren't legalistic about it.