This happened: Picked up 3 and 4 from the last day of school, and instead of rushing home to the neighborhood pool party bash, I made them go to the carwash with me and sit there for 17 agonizing minutes. All the while they were absolutely confident they were missing loads of fun. They didn't. We got home before the bash even started. They went. It was awesome. Big shout out to Mrs. Officer and the blondies for the best last day of school party EVER.
Then this happened: The end of the year dance recital. Or in our case, the last dance recital in the history of our family. My girls have been dancing since 1 was 6ish. That is a lot of years of dance recitals people. Next year 3 is joining club volleyball, and 4 has already tried out and made an all-star cheerleading team. Dance was good to us, but it's just time to move on. We have the entire recital on dvd. I mean, if anyone who is related to 3 and 4 want to see it or anything. Just hit us up. It's pretty spectacular. And yes, I know she is crying. She wouldn't stop for the picture, and it was late, and she had just danced in about 38 dances or something and I wasn't leaving without ONE picture and so here it is.
And then this happened: After we had deposited 3 off at the end of the year humongous dance bash, which 4 refused to get out of the car for (see above), we went to Five Guys. Because it was 8:30 and we were starving. And this is what she looked like after she snarfed down a cheeseburger and some fries. Oh, and operated the new pop machines. Seriously, if you guys live near us it's totally worth it to go in there just to get a drink from the new pop machines. That's how cool they are. See? She totally lived.
Then this happened: The end of the year dance recital. Or in our case, the last dance recital in the history of our family. My girls have been dancing since 1 was 6ish. That is a lot of years of dance recitals people. Next year 3 is joining club volleyball, and 4 has already tried out and made an all-star cheerleading team. Dance was good to us, but it's just time to move on. We have the entire recital on dvd. I mean, if anyone who is related to 3 and 4 want to see it or anything. Just hit us up. It's pretty spectacular. And yes, I know she is crying. She wouldn't stop for the picture, and it was late, and she had just danced in about 38 dances or something and I wasn't leaving without ONE picture and so here it is.
And then this happened: After we had deposited 3 off at the end of the year humongous dance bash, which 4 refused to get out of the car for (see above), we went to Five Guys. Because it was 8:30 and we were starving. And this is what she looked like after she snarfed down a cheeseburger and some fries. Oh, and operated the new pop machines. Seriously, if you guys live near us it's totally worth it to go in there just to get a drink from the new pop machines. That's how cool they are. See? She totally lived.
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