So, we now are a bus with 4 legal adults. Not sure how that happened. I mean, I had 4 children in my care one moment, and the next thing I know, two of them go and turn 18 on me. Harrumph. Then there is the littlest one. My baby. The not-so-baby-anymore baby of seven.
Now for the naughty girls who, despite my efforts to forbid it, grew up.
Look how teeny-tiny they were! Alex was a few ounces shy of 4 lbs at birth and Katie was a skinny little 2 1/2 lbs.
Their birthday was a very uneventful day, in truth, and I think they liked that. They slept in, read, watched movies, drank pop, had their requested jalapeno poppers, and got a free pass from dishes.
So there it is. 3 down on the yearly birthday train, and one young man to go, anxiously awaiting his birthday, which will be here in the next few weeks.