I spent most of the day sleeping away my achy body. Delsie was good to keep me company.
As evening rolled around, I sucked it up, pulled up my bootstraps and put together a little party. We had balloons, music, dancing, and sparkling cider so the kids deemed it a success.
We talked about our accomplishments of the past year and what we were going to work on during the upcoming year.
Ruby learned how to ride and bike and of course, she was going to work on being nicer.
Delsie started going to nursery and she was going to turn two.
Brent was going to work on his tan...
This was the best I could do for a group shot. Brent thought it would be so funny to pop a balloon when I said '3.' It turned out being a very dumb decision. He happened to pop Ruby's family masterpiece balloon that she had spent all evening creating. Oh the weeping and wailing that ensued.
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