March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Arrhg Mateys

Last week, we finally celebrated Stephen's birthday with friends. This was his first friend birthday party and in many ways this momma felt like it just wasn't supposed to happen. Fortunately, my sweet Stephen rolled with the punches through it all and in the end had a ball with his friends.

We had a pirate party because Stephen is always hunting for treasures. There were many days that he would come home from school with a treasure from the playground. Sometimes it was a pretty stone for me or a little barrette for Mary Frances.

What was supposed to be a birthday party at the park turned into cupcakes and an episode of Jake and the Neverland Pirates at the house.

Cupcake toppers from Shindig Parties To Go...

Fortunately, the rain cleared for a bit so they could run around in the backyard a little.

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