Thankfully we survived both flights without any of us needing a change of clothes. Instead we spent the first flight sitting in the 29th row with no windows in sight and a child who had the energy of three energizer bunnies. Still, wrangling the energizer bunny in a space smaller than a matchbox > being thrown up on. You'd think such success would make me more hopefully for a good flight back. WRONG. I go into the fetal position every time I think about it.
Ever since her birthday party in April, Sesame has been talking about Memere. She gets excited when she sees a picture of her. She wants to call her on the phone. She says her name all the time. I was hoping for an overjoyed reunion. This isn't exactly the face of someone being reunited with her BFF.
She warmed up pretty quickly after Memere started a tradition of giving her a "pops" (popsicle) every day.
Last Saturday we had a get together at Daniel and Erika's. Mom's birthday is next month and she hasn't had all her children together on her birthday in years so we surprised her with a cake and celebrated early.
Sweet Sesame is having the time of her life up here. She has so many people to visit with, everyone gives her food and she spends hours outside. She's visited with puppies, gone for rides in the wagon and had dance parties.
She's talking so much and exploring everything. She's been giving out hugs and kisses and started saying "love you!" Try not to slip on the puddle my heart makes as it melts.