My girl came in to town! Tori had a long weekend off of school and she came in for the weekend. UGH! I LOVE that girl… and when she’s here, I realize how much I miss her. She arrived late Thursday and had to leave today. I drove her to the airport with a heavy heart and I couldn’t stop myself from crying. Yikes. Add red eyes and runny, day-old mascara to my get-up (think velour yoga suit, fuzzy socks and black crocs. Yeah, no excuse for that fashion faux pas). Where are the What Not To We@r cameras hiding? Anyway, we did all sorts of fun stuff while she was here. Lots of Quiddl*r (we’re geeks, we admit it.) Lots of shopping. And lots of time just hangin’ with the fam. Her younger siblings adore her, Isabelle walked around all weekend holding her hand, and Sophie even turned down a trip to the park just to hang with Tori. She’s sorta like a rock star around here, you might say.
On her last night, I asked her what she wanted to do and she wanted to decorate Halloween cookies with her brothers and sisters. Why does that make me want to cry like a baby? I guess it’s just because she’s so stinkin’ sweet and kind-hearted and just a really wonderful kid. Where did she come from, you ask? I have no idea. Dropped straight from heaven, I think.
Onto the cookie decorating fest…
Shepherd didn’t participate in the cookie decorating, but he did his part to help with the cookie eating…
Jude, who doesn’t actually eat cookies (don’t even ask) enjoyed having his cookies decorated for him (he doesn’t like to get frosting on his hands either) in his favorite motif: balloons
Dalton wasn’t so happy with his cookie decorating skills, so he decided to ‘wipe the slate clean’, if you will, and just licked his cookies to death
Sophie, with the cookies she decorated all by herself. She didn’t want to decorate her third cookie because she broke it… preschooler drama… good stuff. A bit of an overdose on the candy corn, she decided, as she couldn’t quite bring herself to actually eat any of her cookies, but she sure had fun.