11

Dem's birthday rolled in and most of my plans completely fell apart.
Her day started with a new bike, breakfast with Daddy and a brother
DYING for her to open her new water bottle with dogs on it.

 

 

Her best buddy was coming for the weekend and we were going
to play, watch movies, stay up late.
But her friend got sick.
But we still had birthday dinner.
And then oven decided not to work.
(thankfully Daddy was able to fix it on Saturday:
minor miracle - words can't describe how thankful/happy I was).
No planned birthday dinner.
So pizza out, movie without friend...
The gifts were a hit:

 

Mimi felt good enough to hit the show we had tickets
for on Saturday and spend Sunday with us.

 

And now she's 11.