This has been a long week. Stomach flu to kick off the week, busy at work every minute, just a very full week for us.
Friday the 13th used to be my favorite day. It was my good luck day. I'm just going to go with that. This can only be a good luck day.
Tomorrow is Chesney's 12th birthday. My baby is twelve. How crazy is this? I have one more year until I officially have 3 teenagers. I'm not even counting it because if you ask me, Ches already has the hormonal swings and drama that comes with being a teenager.
Kiah had me take this picture earlier this week. Ches is officially at least an inch taller than her older sister. She has shot up this school year... thinning out and getting taller. It's a little freaky. Mykiah has graciously accepted that she's going to be petite, and I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do with such a tall girl child. It poses a problem when it comes to finding clothing. She's not got the figure for adult sized clothes, but she barely fits in child sizes anymore.
The celebration will start tonight. She has already picked where we're going for her birthday dinner. Then tomorrow we'll cook her home birthday dinner, make cupcakes and she can open her gifts. Should be a fun weekend!
