Six Item Birthday

In honor of Uno’s sixth birthday, I’d like to do a countdown of the six most significant things of the day:

6: Girlfriends hanging out at the gymnastics free-for-all to celebrate the big day. (There were four boys, too, but “10” isn’t on my list so I went with the sexist gender breakdown. I’m know, I’m rude.) We visited the gym and went crazy playing in the foam pit, on trampolines, and with the parachute fabric. It was awesome. There was also a little boy wandering around (later learned he was the son of a gym employee) who kept joining our party and telling us it was actually for him. We loved on him anyway.

5: million versions of the six-photoed “What People Think I Do vs. What I Really Do” meme on Facebook. I’ve seen them for every occupation and now they’re coming out with various states. Enough already! I don’t care! It was funny at first but now I’m completely bored and tired of seeing these. Can I get an, “AMEN!”???

4: Number of times I vomited today. The cold I’ve been fighting all week has taken root in my chest with nasty, nasty phlegm. “Phlegm” is a naughty, nasty word, I think worse than “moist” or “mucous.” I bet it’s a German derivative. Anyway, when I start coughing, I cough and cough until suddenly my stomach heaves. Worst moment of today’s vomiting episodes? I was in Wal-Mart picking up the cake when I started coughing. I had nowhere to go when my stomach heaved so I puked into my hands. Worst bile moment ever. Runner Up? This afternoon I was on the floor to give Tres an “airplane ride” and started coughing. Since I couldn’t very well launch the poor child to the side and run for the bathroom I urped all over my own face and chest. Awesome. (And, in case you were wondering, “urp” is the new technical term for “vomit.” It is not a German derivative.)

3: Dogs with gas that is actually singeing my nose hair as I type. It’s hard to believe any animal can create a scent this powerfully disgusting without spontaneously combusting, and yet, our pups have particular power when it comes to noxious odors. So proud.

2: Sisters who woke up singing “Happy Birthday” to Uno. Those same sisters were perfectly happy sharing a special day and didn’t show any signs of jealousy. They’re pretty cool kids.

1: Incredibly special little girl who has made my life extraordinary since her entrance into the world. This little nut makes me so proud (and every other emotion on the spectrum). I’m grateful for the time we’ve had together and the love she’s taught me that is unconditional. What a lucky mom I am! I’m so happy she’s six… and may the frustrating fives be left far, far behind!

That was our day – what’s been going on in your world?