It was our last weekend in NY
So naturally we had to have one last shopping trip to wegmans.
One - to prepare for our road trip to Ohio
Two - Buy some goodies for a weekend full of parties.
Andrew was sick at our friends' bbq.
Just wanted me to hold him. He kept asking to "go home" but we didnt want to leave, and Samantha was having a great time with her friends. My friend handed me this therapy in a glass (below) and he snapped right out of it, it was a miracle. Bouncing up and down and laughing
wa
wa

We stayed super super late... threw the routine out the window
Samantha stayed overnight and we left around 11 pm ... with a wide awake Andrew (hes never tired)
The next day I made these little pineapple cookies to bring to my Aunt's 4th of July party
They were so cute and even tasted just as good as they looked.
I knew since he was up till about midnight the day before, that he needed to nap.
Samantha came home and fell asleep on the couch for 3 hours, and I walked in our little village for probably the last time that day... enjoying the cute scenery and good old Main Street.
He napped and then was in a pretty good mood for the next party.
As she was spoiled last year with presents, cake and more,... the same stood for this year.
It was so nice.
We stayed up again till around midnight that night due to the fireworks, etc.
Andrew's first firework experience, and he did great... as long as someone covered his ears (hehe)
We came home, and put the kids to bed, and I got to work on her little birthday table as I always do, and hung balloons from her door as usual.
Six.
Man did that go fast... I wonder if i'll feel the same way when she's twelve.
Six seems so big.
Not a baby, not a toddler, not even a Kindergartner anymore.
Geesh. You cant stop time.
But I just still cant grasp that I have a child this old, and this fast.


























































