Sunday, after church, our congregation had a potluck to welcome visitors and new members. I agreed to bring two dishes, chicken spaghetti and homemade biscuits, which I prepared early that morning.
While we were there, I noticed there were two new families, so I invited them to our evening Bible study and made a mental note to prepare extra food for them.
Before that, though, there was the business of a very special girl turning five years old. Look carefully at the photo and you will notice something out of the ordinary.
People who did not spring forth from my loins came to the party! Around here, that only happens if someone is turning five, ten, or fifteen, so it was quite the event.
We never watch Dora the Explorer and I don’t allow her to check out Dora library books, mostly because they are ridiculously written, but partly because I hate the way that little brat tries to sneak Spanish in under the radar and I think it’s creepy the way she talks to her backpack.
Not only does my girl embarrass me in the library by asking VERY LOUDLY, “Mommy, whyyyyy do you hate Dora?”, but that little stinker is very difficult to brainwash! The birthday girl picked out Dora the Explorer invitations and a Dora the Explorer pinata!
Immediately after the party wrapped up, we began preparing to serve sandwiches, chips, and drinks to 21.
I had known it was going to be a busy day, so I may have overdone it on the caffeine.
Now, if you’ll excuse me I’m going to take a li’l nap for a few days.