It is late, I am tired. We went to two parties today plus I packed for a trip, got a pedicure and ran errands. But, because I am awesome, here are pictures before I crash…

(also, I am wearing *my skort*!!!!)

I’ll perhaps add descriptions later. Will try to post from Atlanta, if not I’ll be back in a few!

The 5 year old wakes!

Acting crazed, before VBS

Crazed smile at children’s “museum”

Some sort of performance by Zoe

Us, pre-dinner. ©Zoe

Yes, it’s time for the obligatory “pics of my and Ursula” post…

New!

One! (I really need to fix the color balance on this one - I look scary!)

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

My day started with Ursula waking up and needing to go to the bathroom. But some sort of five-dar was going on - it was exactly 5am. (Ursula wanted to sleep with us last night, so it wasn’t the most restful). We went back to sleep, but she was up for good around 6:15. We got up and opened some of her gifts around 7:00 (Legos, Littlest Pet Shop, veggie peeler and apron).

We left the house around 8:30 and dropped Dan off at the movies to save seats for us. Then U and I hit Nordies for a donut and a few minutes of anniversary sale shopping. Everyone there loved her tiara! Got her to VBS at 9:20, was at the theater with Dan by 9:25. The Dark Knight was excellent!

This afternoon… Well, I’d rather not talk about it. Ursula had fun with her cousins, but Dan was in a wreck with my car. His fault. It was a minor fender-bender and my car is unscathed (he hit someone with my spare tire, basically). But it was still stress and drama we did not need. Especially since I was alone at this museum place with children while Dan ran an errand. Meaning I was stranded there while he waited for the police to come and do there thing.

Then our day got back on track - we had a nice dinner with my parents, niece and nephew at a Japanese steakhouse. It was a *huge* hit with the kids. Zoe said it was the best birthday ever and she is already planning on celebrating there next year. We bought the little cake and they took her picture and all that jazz. She also opened her other gifts - a Wii (group gift from my parents/grandparents/brothers and their families) and some games from Dan and I. She totally crashed when we got home, but the Wii is set up and ready to go tomorrow.

I should edit some pics, but I’m just too tired. I seriously have no idea when I’m going to pack for my trip. Which I probably haven’t even mentioned… U and I are going to Atlanta Sun-Wed…

So, the week has been busy (as usual!)

Ursula has VBS, which she is loving. She is an “Umbrella” (a beach umbrella, not a rain one and you can tell them apart because rain umbrellas have “that thing” - which is accompanied by a hand gesture). They are a pretty sweet group, though the Buckets are supposed to be cool as well. The Beach Balls, not so much (I think those are slightly younger kids).

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday, so we had a nice ladies lunch. And I thought about our lady lunch 5 years ago - me + in utero U, mom and teeny Zoe. I was SO nervous, yet still plowed through a ton of food. After the meal, mom said Zoe’s nails were long and needed a trim. I, with my fully stocked nursery, suggested we come to my place where I have a vast selection of nail implements. Then I cut her. And made her cry. She and I have patched thing up, but injuring a baby 27 hours before you check in for an induction isn’t the greatest feeling…

Last night, a friend stopped by with a surprise gift and today we did a gift exchange with out best friends. She’s in bed now (”reading”). I need to sew buttons on her party dress, but other than that I guess we’re good to go.

I am sneaking in a showing of The Dark Knight tomorrow (with Dan, while she’s at VBS), so that is good. Nothing like Christian Bale to cheer me up!

..til my *baby* is five. Ugh - I can’t even think about it. I have worked myself into a frenzy doing other tasks just to avoid birthday contemplation. But hey, it’s *good* to have goody bags packed 72 hours before party time, right?

Ursula keeps getting older, but apparently, I am not…

The scene: a movie theater in South Charlotte.

Me: One ticket to Sex and the City, please.
Ticket guy: I need see some ID.
Me: Seriously? You seriously need some ID?
TG: Uh, yes. (this was totally said with this “I am not letting you in underage because you gave me attitude” tone)
Me: Fine. Here.
TG: Oh. OH! Well, I was trying to see if you needed a student rate.

Oh, of course. Because when someone asks for a full price ticket, it makes perfect sense demand their ID so you can determine their age and deduce if you should then ask for a Student ID so you can sell them a cheaper ticket.* I’m not buying it TicketGuy - you did not think I was old enough to see an R rated movie!

* I actually have been asked if I’m a student at the movies several times, but I always thought that was more of a “hey! People of all ages go back to school!” thing…

I am not sure what I think - it is I guess it is good that I look young for my age, but seriously, now I do not even look 18?!?!?! What do people think when they see me with U? That I had her in 5th grade? Or am I back to nanny status?