Happy Labor Day to me, I guess. Eden turned 9 on Friday. After taking rice krispie treats and drink boxes to school, she had a friend come home from school with her, go to the racetrack, and sleep over.
On Saturday, the two girls rode bikes all over town, collecting more friends, and by 4:00 in the afternoon, had most of the children on our street and several other friends over for what was supposed to be swimming in the backyard and running through the sprinkler. However, for about the second time all summer, it decided to rain. It clouded up quite suddenly and rain it did! In a matter of about 15 minutes, we had a half inch of rain to contend with. I quickly ran downstairs, cleaned up Lars' train set, and pulled out board games, panicking a little that the party might go to pot and everybody would be bored. How wrong I was. Before I knew it, the kids were bare feet running through the puddles and into the flooded streets. They played for over an hour in the muddy water, laughing and splashing and giggling.
When it was finally time for presents, lasagna & cake and ice cream, they walked back to our house, wrapped in warm towels and borrowed sweatpants, and settled in for the evening. Eden had a great time, and the adults finally showed up to relieve me, as well.
Happy birthday Eden, love you lots!!
