Slumber parties ROCK

You know what's cool?  When you pick your kid up from her first slumber party... and she's sad that you're already there.

I remember when she was a baby, she would cry when I dropped her off at daycare... not that she didn't like it there, but that I was leaving her... *and it would b.r.e.a.k. m.y. h.e.a.r.t.  Then she got a little older, and she would cry because I was already there to pick her up, at the end of the day.  *and it would b.r.e.a.k. m.y. h.e.a.r.t.  :)  But now, (probably also has something to do with three kids later) I am happy to know that she's perfectly fine without me being right by her side.  She still can be shy.  If we're in an environment that she's not sure of... she wants me to stay with her... but for the most part, when she's with her friends... she's in her comfort zone.  And that's cool.

I'm planning a Valentine's party for Lily and her friends... nothing major -- going to set up a long table in our living room, plant some chairs around it and load it up with crafts... then have some cookies or cupcakes... and call it a party.  Mostly, it's just about having friends over... I can't wait until we live in a bigger, nicer house, so that we can entertain all the time.  Until then, they're only little once... I'm not letting excuses get in the way of creating memories for my kids...

The Polar Plunge is coming up fast... I just registered, and I'm hoping to raise $400 this year... it's for a good cause - near and dear to our hearts - Special Olympics.  I'm pretty certain, my boy is going to be playing some type of ball for them... if I had to guess, it's probably going to be basketball.  He LOVES to shoot baskets.  This will be my 2nd year jumping, and Brandon's 5th.  Never thought I'd be a Polar Plunger.... Never say never.  What you won't do for your kids.... if you're interested in donating, follow this link: https://www.plungemn.org/index.php?page=pledge&pledge_reg_id=4206

And lastly, it's official.  Lucy is a Daddy's girl.  She was all kinds of mad at her mama tonight, for changing her diaper... and Daddy rescued her, just as soon as she was all done.  I went to pick her back up from his arms to hug and kiss her to tell her I love her, and she just reached back for her Daddy and cried harder.  She wanted her Dad.  :)  I'm ok with that.  My girls love their daddy.  That's the way it's supposed to be.  *and a funny side note, Lucy calls Lincoln, "Boy".  Pretty sure she's heard him called "The boy" a few times.  Love that girl. :)