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If you got that Roman Numeral reference.
Party season is upon us. Starting with Ainsley's Dad's birthday on the 5th of October, we're pretty much a non-stop festing machine, this family. Ryan's birthday. His maternal grandmother's birthday and Halloween on the same day. Everyone in Ainsley's sister's family's birthday is in November, to include three cats and a lizard, and all late in the month, right around Thanksgiving. My dad on Pearl Harbor day, then a new little girl's birthday sometime between there and Christmas.
It's all we can do to be not gargling tooth decay from all the cakes.
This year's non-stop-fete was extraly spacial, as some wonderful friends of Ainsley's put on a baby shower for her Tuesday. The kids all gave their Halloween costumes a dry-run while the mommies gave out pink-centric gifts and talked about their husbands (I'm assuming).
Since Ainsley's mom came into town for the shower, we celebrated her birthday a couple nights early, with an interesting (if brown-intensive) meal at an Indian restaurant and presents & cake back at home.
Unfortunately, Ryan has caught an Amazonian nose cold, though Ainsley has amazingly taught him to blow his nose in an adult-held tissue (as opposed to just blowing through his mouth when we said "blow"). But he's still going to be sounding like a 65-year-old Uncle when he's sleeping (sorry, Dennis!). He was up from 12 to 12:15 just for fun this morning, and then Dover barfed up his dinner at 0530, so I'm a mite sleepy.
If you got that Roman Numeral reference.
Party season is upon us. Starting with Ainsley's Dad's birthday on the 5th of October, we're pretty much a non-stop festing machine, this family. Ryan's birthday. His maternal grandmother's birthday and Halloween on the same day. Everyone in Ainsley's sister's family's birthday is in November, to include three cats and a lizard, and all late in the month, right around Thanksgiving. My dad on Pearl Harbor day, then a new little girl's birthday sometime between there and Christmas.
It's all we can do to be not gargling tooth decay from all the cakes.
This year's non-stop-fete was extraly spacial, as some wonderful friends of Ainsley's put on a baby shower for her Tuesday. The kids all gave their Halloween costumes a dry-run while the mommies gave out pink-centric gifts and talked about their husbands (I'm assuming).
Since Ainsley's mom came into town for the shower, we celebrated her birthday a couple nights early, with an interesting (if brown-intensive) meal at an Indian restaurant and presents & cake back at home.
Unfortunately, Ryan has caught an Amazonian nose cold, though Ainsley has amazingly taught him to blow his nose in an adult-held tissue (as opposed to just blowing through his mouth when we said "blow"). But he's still going to be sounding like a 65-year-old Uncle when he's sleeping (sorry, Dennis!). He was up from 12 to 12:15 just for fun this morning, and then Dover barfed up his dinner at 0530, so I'm a mite sleepy.
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