A wise woman once told me the reason she sleeps with a water bottle is so she can rehydrate all night long. "Otherwise," she said, "you're just playing catch-up all day long." This would just make me need to use the bathroom all night long, but whatever. Also, I think it's hilarious and every time I think that I need to catch up on something I always think of that story and giggle.
Anyway, here's three months worth of fun in one spectacular post!
Last time we left off I was in the ER. It turns out I chipped bones, messed up my joints and my ligaments. NEVER jump off a 6-foot fence onto concrete while wearing Converse. I think part of my problem was that I'd just listened to a really interesting podcast about Parkour and thought I could do it. Sure, I landed like a cat . . . a cat with osteoporosis.
And here's what happened immediately after I hurt my foot - Molly's birthday party! Gees, I couldn't very well skip the party and go to the ER. Molly, please forgive me for putting your cake on a cutting board and not making it very fancy. I was kind of in pain. I don't think the kids really cared. They had fun and that's the goal, right?
10 days later is was Scott's birthday! We celebrated with breakfast foods and an ice cream cake on Justin Bieber plates. That was Heidi's choice. He didn't want to let on, but I could really tell that Scott was excited about those plates.
A few days later Molly was "Big Bertha Lee" in her Kindergarten play. BBL is supposed to be the loud boss of the goat group. Good casting, Mrs. DiBlasio. 
Then it was time for a makeover. Here's the before photo. Say adios to the hair which was actually long enough to donate. Say goodbye to the un-pierced ears too. Ooh, it was an exciting day.
Ta-dah! Here's the after photo. Looking good, Emily. Oh, and happy birthday to you!
Next Heidi graduated from preschool. Since it was only the first year she has another year to go before Kindergarten. She has decided it's time to start Kindergarten anyway. School starts for her in 18 days (yes, I'm counting) so I guess she'll figure it out soon enough. 
Being 8 means baptism in our family. Congratulations Emily!
Ah yes, by now I'd had my first of two foot surgeries. That's right, I signed my own cast - anesthesia makes me a little loopy and I didn't want to forget my name. We've been trying to have an exciting summer around here. Things just take a little (OK, a lot) longer.
All the girls did well in swimming lessons this summer! Molly discovered that goggles make swimming fun. Emily discovered that she's a great swimmer and Heidi discovered that I wasn't kidding when I said that the teacher would help her go underwater and it wouldn't be scary. Whew! Great job, girls!
Suddenly it was time for dance recitals again. Heidi loved, loved her costume and if it hadn't been itchy she would still be wearing it. 
Scott calls this the Toddlers and Tiaras photo.
I'm a little freaked out by this one. I swear she's only 8. I guess it's good to be tall. I looked like I was 8 until I was 15.
Tomorrow is my next foot surgery, so we've been packing in the fun. Yesterday we went to our favorite cupcake bakery. The girls all picked the root beer float cupcake. It looked cute but was kind of gross. Oh well. By the way, yes, Molly is wearing a dance costume to the bakery and yes, she was wearing a swimsuit at her birthday party. Fashion is her passion. 
