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That was a few hours ago.
I was cooking dinner tonight talking on the phone with Michelle when all of the sudden I hear hysterical screaming from Jakes room. I don't immediately get off the phone, because really, this isn't the first time I've heard screaming coming from that room. Well, Jake comes running into the kitchen looking a little panicked & yells at me that "Mom, Kiernan's stuck!"
*pause* Stuck? Okay, stuck really can mean several things here. Foot stuck in a shoe? Hand stuck in a drawer? Leg stuck in some pants? Or, in one case a few years ago, head stuck in a chair slat. (Also Kiernan, in case you were wondering) Well, I put the screaming together with Jakes statement & hustled into Jakes room to find this...
Apparently, "stuck" means K tried to get something from behind the big heavy dresser & somehow twisted around enough to get wedged in nice & tight. I imagine it's the same kind of magic she used when she got the nut "stuck" on her finger last summer. It sounds like an easy fix...but it's not. The dresser was so heavy I couldn't budge it an inch! I tried to move her, but she was nice & tight. I'm sorry to say that as I poked & prodded to try to get her out of this mess I could not stop laughing! Is that bad? Am I a horrible mother? Finally I had to call Mike (one of many such calls that I have made to him over the years).
Me: I need you to come home now. *hysterical screaming in the background*
Mike: What. Why?
Me: Kiernan is stuck, just come home please. *giggle*
Mike: How...*laugh* did she *snicker* do it this time?
Me: *snort* If you come home you'll see... *hysterical screaming continues*
Mike: Did you get pictures*guffaw*?
Me: JUST COME HOME!! Hee.
Well, what else was there to do while we waited for dad to rescue us, than to get some pics. She really was okay, just REALLY mad at Jake. Apparently there was something HE wanted back there & he told her to get it because she was smaller. Apparently not small enough.
NOTE: Navy Blue buttercream icing=Navy blue teeth, Navy blue fingers, Navy blue coating on the kitchen sink and Navy blue colored chilren for the rest of the evening. I was in charge of the cake & opted for icing because it was $40 less than fondant. In retrospect, turning the elegant party guests into giant Smurfs, while entertaining, was probably not the way to go. I was cutting & serving and WHOA, that stuff's like napalm. Sticks to EVERYTHING it touches, I was scraping blue from under my fingernails for a week.
The grandchildren. My sisters & grandparents. We had such a fun time (mostly) doing this for them & were so happy that they enjoyed their evening. I'm glad I was here to celebrate with them.
Dinner. An elegant affair in the living room...Stefanie managed to find plenty of crystal & china to do things up right. Her tables were gorgeous, my food was pretty dang good & didn't Michelle look lovely? :) *whispering* p.s. that's her boyfriend greg sitting across from her.
Opening presents with lots of help from the great grandchildren...
Me, Stef & Luke in our 40's gear. Admittedly the paci wasn't quite "era appropriate", but I wasn't going to argue with him. Look, we're smiling! If it's not a surprise to you that we're happliy cheek to cheek, then you need to call me more often! Stef & me planning a party together is a bit like...ummm, uhhh, well I don't really know. Any body watch Desperate Housewives? Bree & Katherine...yeah, like that. Luv ya sister!!!
Mom & I relaxing, notice the rotating fan behing us? Yeah baby, that's why I'm sitting there. Whew, party over.