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Philly Area mom, Life forever changed by adoption

5 = a whole lot more than 4

You know what 5 year olds do? They have chips with cheese and orange cream soda in the afternoon just like a man. You bet they do. (Disregard the batman cape which may not look too manish.)

Drew informed us that he really felt bigger–bigger muscles, bigger legs, bigger teeth…one of which he swears is loose (it’s in there rock solid).

He was a good man on his birthday–he came along to brunch at Cracker Barrel with some adoptive mamas and all of our girlies. Don’t feel too bad for him though–he got chicken fingers, fries, and hot chocolate at 10:30 in the morning which he enjoyed in full batman costume (mask, gloves, cape, and Darth Vader tee…it worked), and I bought him a 6 pack of his favorite orange cream soda on our way out.

But, the day was not over with that. We picked the big kids up at school a little bit early (because I’m cool like that), and I (bravely) took the 4 of them to a moonbounce place and let them run wild in there for 2 hours.

I’m thinking Drew’s cheeks hurt from smiling and his throat hurt from all his yelling after this.

I brought Lydia into the big room in the carrier, strapped to me, because I knew the noise and the sheer size of these gigantic, balloon-looking things would freak her out. And, they did. For about 5 minutes. 

New 9 year olds aren’t too old for this stuff either–he played secret spy going through the obstacle course. And, he enjoyed taking Lydia on stuff.

Nothing is ever too exciting that she can’t pause for a little nose picking though. Please note that to take this picture, I clearly was up on some huge, blown-up, crazy contraption myself. Oh yeah, I got up on every one of these things and enjoyed some fast slides and some static hair. What kind of mom would I be if I sat on the bench and played with my iphone? (confession, I really wanted to do that.)

Drew opened gifts from Nanma and Granddaddy with them watching over Skype. He may be the most fun person to give gifts to. Seriously. The boy is all drama in his reactions. 

Yes, that is the third extra large cookie cake we’ve had in the month of March. Cookie cake has become part of our daily diet unfortunately. (insert sigh of relief that March is over and the birthday-run of 75% of my children is over)

Move over Batman cape. Introducing Harry Potter cape. Don’t even think about it being Little Red Riding Hood (at least until it’s passed down to Lydia).

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  1. love it! Drew cracks me up! and imagining you with static hair cracks me up, too! good job, mama!

  3. I love being on the bouncy slides—it would be even funner if they didn’t make me pee my pants…or if I could play there WITHOUT my kids! Happy Birthday to your little man!

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