Ginny Turns 5 !

Here are just a few of my favorite pictures of Ginny... Her first photo taken with Mom
Here's Ginny with her sweet "granny walker". Her little license plate says "Pimp My Ride". I don't think that her therapist got it, he didn't laugh.

Here she is on her first birthday. I'm just glad that her big noggin didn't show up until after she was born!

Here's Ginny after she tried to draw a mustache on her face. She had seen her 10 year old cousin Bryant draw one on his face, so she thought that she would give it a try!

What can I say about our Ginny? First of all, I can't believe that she's 5 already. I always say that, but it's always true. Here are a few of the reasons why I adore Ginny so much:

1. She is SO easy to get along with
2. Just like me, she is always up for an adventure. She doesn't have to question every little detail about what we're doing, she just goes along with anything, and has fun doing it. We make a great team.
3. This kid is so easy to please and she loves everything. If you take her to the store and ask her what she wants, she can't decide because she loves everything.
4. You can tease her about anything and she will laugh right along with you.
5. Every day when I go to brush her teeth, she has to give me a big hug first.
6. She loves her sisters to death.
7. She has mastered the art of "kissing up". She will go far in life with this skill. (I love hearing how beautiful and kind she thinks I am... who doesn't?)
8. Ginny is always so quick to help me with things.
9. She will share anything with anybody. (if your kid leaves my house with a treasure, they didn't steal it, Ginny gave it to them)
10. What's not to love about this kid?

5 is old enough to drink, right? It looks like she went a little overboard though!

Birthday morning, waiting to open up her presents

Posing for her "5" picture

Here she is enjoying her oreo shake after dinner.

Ginny was so excited that she got to go to school on her birthday. She got a pink birthday crown and got to bring some bubbles and slinky's to share with her friends.

After her Dad got home from work we took her to see "Monster's VS Aliens" and went to RedRobin for dinner. She of course shared her birthday shake with us, and was happy to finally turn 5. We love you Ginny! Even though I will miss you a ton when you go to kindergarten, I still can't wait for August 4th!

Falling Apart...

I live for the crazy, unexpected crap that comes out of nowhere.

(Hopefully you know that I'm being sarcastic)!

Here's just a few of the lovely things we've enjoyed...

DJ has been playing basketball 3 times a week for a couple of months now. He had been wearing running shoes, and finally decided to break down and buy some basketball shoes (a big step for el' cheapo) .As soon as he did, he sprained his ankle prett badly. He could barely walk. Basketball was out of the question for a couple of weeks, and since I was jealous that he had dropped 20 pounds without even trying, I of course stocked up on Coke and made cookies about every other day.

Well, just as soon as he was feeling well enough to play, he woke up with a fever and MAJOR chills. Reese followed shortly behind, and they both spent the weekend sick. Doctor visits on Monday confirmed strep for both of them. Apparently it is going around pretty strongly.

DJ's doctor gave him a shot of antibiotics, and he didn't even pass out (what a big boy). He told the nurse that he would have to lay down and suck on a piece of candy in order to survive. Unbeknownst to him, they gave him a "Charlie Brown" bandaid. Of course we all got a kick out of that. The next morning he was making his breakfast and when he reached down to scratch his butt ,Taylor asked him if his charlie brown was itching. So of course that's now the phrase of the week at our house.

Well, it didn't end there. As soon as DJ started to feel better, he got this really sharp pain in his lower chest. The left side of his chest was swollen, it hurt to move, and he couldn't take a deep breath. After a day and half of the pain, he called the doctor, who put him on Aleve twice a day. I have no idea what was wrong with him, but he's feeling better.

During all of the crazy sickness, Ginny had a mild cold, and she kept saying that she was just as sick as Reese and Dad. Well, during family prayer Tay asked that Dad and Reese would get better. Just as she said this, we hear this little voice say, "and me." So of course Taylor threw Ginny's name in there too.

Luckily, no one else has gotten sick in our house.

Also, Ginny had to make sure that I mentioned the fact that she is now big enough to ride in a booster seat. Okay, technically she is 1 1/2 pounds shy. She only weighs 38 1/2, but she'll be 5 in a couple of days and she really wanted to be a big girl. Since Tay's extra booster is 5 years old, we get to go buy a new one... lucky us.

I must be off to hide glow in the dark eggs for the 100th time this week. The kids never get sick of it.

Happy Easter!