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We arrived at a restaurant last weekend after the baby shower and met my sister's husband and everyone's favorite nephew, Andy for dinner.

Zelda was delighted to see her brother. After she was done squealing over his appearance, she turned to Gemma and Amelia and said:

Where your Andy?

(Where is your brother?)

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Amelia is 6!

Our sweet Amelia is 6! Her birthday is always at a busy juncture and this year was no exception. I took the girls to a baby shower in Minnesota by myself for a very short weekend trip. We returned Sunday and launched ourselves into a very busy Monday during a busy week before a long Easter weekend.

We picked up the kids after school so we would have time for dinner between school and a soccer game Scheduled for the evening.

Amelia has been talking for weeks about her birthday selection for dinner. She got to choose our dinner destination. She finally went with a local pizza place.

The soccer game was outstanding- quite possibly the best Amelia has ever played. We came back home for singing and cake and baths. Soccer makes for messy kids!

Amelia finally selected chocolate cake with chocolate frosting as her choice. Each decision is almost painful as she deliberates so seriously and slowly. Luckily, John was able to complete the cake while I was driving back home with the girls in tow.

Amelia's teacher made her an adorable birthday crown, which she wore proudly all day. She chose to take powdered sugar doughnuts and juice for her class.

Amelia is surely a very special girl! We are so happy to have her in our family. We are very proud of the young woman she is becoming!

Conversations

Zelda on riding a horse:

I like it. I want him to come and scratch my ears now.

Grandma: you want the horse to scratch your ears?
Zelda: yes. I want him to scratch my ears.



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We are at a restaurant for dinner. Mama, Gemma, and Amelia are eating with grandma and grandpa.

Gemma: I have to go potty!
(Flurry of activity as we scramble to run her to the bathroom. The moment we have it organized, she laughs and declines to go to the bathroom. Grandma decides this is a good time to go the bathroom herself. )

As grandma walks away from the table, Gemma says to grandpa:
"There goes your owner"


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After dinner, we stopped by the Home Depot to pick up one item. As we left, Gemma bent down to pick up a rock on the ground.

Mama; Gemma! Leave the rock.
Gemma: I yike dis rock. I yike it.
Mama: let's leave it here.
Gemma: no. I put it in my pocket. I keep it safe in my pocket.

We buckle her into the car and I forgot about the rock. As we are driving away, we hear:

Ack. Pft. Pft. Rock is yucky.

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What super power would you want?

Abraham Lincoln

Go tell your friends!

George Washington

It's your lucky day folks!

Gemma sings abcs

She is so cute, I could just eat her up.