Kira came back and spent the entire day with us, which was great. She and I are about the same age and we have always been good friends, so it was great to catch up and do a lot of chatting. I think this was the first time we had seen each other since I got married.
Ryan, Kira, Ann Marie, and I went to Walmart to get some fireworks and a pacifier clip (Ann Marie's favorite fell on the floor five minutes into the first airplane flight, and I decided right then that I was going to get a clip to try to prevent that happening again). Then we went to Smith's to compare prices for fireworks and get some fruit and milk. Ryan bought a variety of fireworks.
Kira made some amazing bread bowls to go with the cheeseburger soup my mom was making for dinner. It was really yummy. I think it was during this dinner that Kevin came in crying because he got stung by some wasps, which was pretty sad. There was a wasp nest in one of the swings on the swing set, but my dad took care of it that night.
Heidi is about 80% potty trained. Sometimes she did really great, and other times there would be a lot of tears because she didn't want to use somebody else's toilet, so sometimes there were interesting problems.
The order of when things happened is a little fuzzy now. I think Melissa arrived late on the 2nd. Mom threw a birthday party for Kevin and Heidi at some point. We had dinner with my grandparents on the 3rd. It was really nice to get to see them and talk for a while. Kevin and Heidi had a good time playing with the dance costumes (which was one of my favorite things to do at Grandma's house when I was little). Kevin came upstairs in some sparkly pink clothes and informed us that he was a princess, so we told him he looked very handsome (which was true). At some point during the week Ellen and Heidi helped me fill up water balloons and the kids had a water fight, which was fun.
| My parents have an awesome backyard for kids. Ryan likes making these pictures of Heidi and her clones. |
| Kira and Ann Marie. |
| Ellen was very obliging. |
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