Do y’all remember July? Do y’all even remember me? I’m not sure I remember myself at this very moment. July was a whirlwind of births and weddings. October has been a whirlwind of birthdays and celebrations. Jeremiah keeps telling me I’ve got to stop living life this way and learn to take it like a continual ride instead of SPRINT, collapse, SPRINT, col llllaap se. But it’s hard to re-train a lifetimes’ worth of practice.
As I sit here in collapse mode, editing all the pictures and lingering over all the memories, it all seems worth it. I’m not ready to do it all again ;), but I am so glad I did it.
Weekend 1: Mary Aplin turns five and has a gymnastic birthday party. I copied my friend Melissa’s idea to have a Saturday morning party with doughnuts, coffee, chicken biscuits and fruit.
Dapples wanted chocolate covered, sprinkle, Krispy Kreme doughnuts instead of birthday cake (she’s her Momma’s girl!), and our party favors were going to be pumpkins with paint. I felt pretty good about it all… …except for the fact that on the day before the party I only knew of ONE child who was coming. One. That’s what happens when you accidentally plan a birthday party on the Saturday of Fall Break, and everybody but you seems to have a life where they go out of town and things like that. I began to frantically email people we’d invited to see if anybody was actually coming. And I prayed. Specifically for five people. I thought I could make it feel like a party for her with five people, but one was going to be a stretch.
I told Konie to bring her leotard, because she might have to get out there and do some cartwheels But fortunately, God answered with seven friends, and Mary Aplin didn’t seem to notice the other 15 who couldn’t make it.
Tommy has been Jeremiah’s best friend since high school and Sarah is Kendall’s (my sister) best friend from high school. You might can imagine there was a little bit of Emma Woodhouse action that went on around here–and don’t think that all matchmakers are girls! Fortunately, Tommy and Sarah’s relationship survived and flourished despite all our (Kendall, Jeremiah, and my) love-filled, excited, we-knew-they-were-perfect-for-each-other-before-they-did meddling. They are two dear people to us on many levels and we (along with several other couples!) enjoyed celebrating them as they anticipate their new beginning.
Thank you Kendall and Watson, Darby and Justin, Steven and Lindsey, Jay and Linda, Ashley, Clay and Allyson, Nick and Laurie, Chris and Kara, Brannon and Ann, and George and Amanda for ALL you did to make this night happen!!! You cooked, you set up tables, you cleaned, you funded I hope y’all had as much fun as we did. And I hope Tommy and Sarah felt how much we love them.
Weekend 3: Jay Paul’s baby dedication. This one never happened. My baby is still not dedicated and we have not had our family over for lunch after church because Jay Paul has been fighting one sickness after the other for the past month. We’ve flip-flopped back and forth between a cold with a sore throat so bad that he refused to swallow his own spit and a stomach bug that delighted us all from BOTH ends.
Weekend 4: Pace turns 7 and we have a birthday party at the movie theatre. It was the opening night of Disney’s “Wreck it Ralph”. We had pizza and cake before the movie, and I actually thought the movie itself was great. Pace’s friends came and she had a blast and felt very loved. That should be the end of the story. Those are the most important things… …but let me just tell you before you run out and plan your own party at the movies, that I WAAAYYY underestimated the sense of responsibility and need for adult coverage if you plan to take 19 six and seven year-olds to a very crowded movie theatre. Especially if you cram them full of pizza, cake, popcorn, and coke. Ok?! I was just so terrified I was going to lose somebody!!!
So, parties at the movie theatre are a lot of fun, but just don’t listen to the people who work there when they reassure you that you and your husband will be plenty of supervision because there will be an attendant there assigned to help you.