Unfortunately, the weekend before Ben's 6th Birthday, he got a yucky stomach virus. I hate when my kids are sick, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that I enjoy the extra cuddles I get. Thankfully, on his actual birthday, he was feeling much better and was able to enjoy himself. We had a little party for him at home before heading to chick-fil-a for dinner and then miniature golfing. But Ben's perfectly happy birthday came crashing down when he accidentally whacked Lyla in the forehead with a golf club while we were mini golfing and split her eyebrow wide open. I guess it's not a party until you end up in the ER. Lyla is just fine (thankfully the derma-bond worked and she didn't need stitches.) But I just had to laugh when I took the picture of Lyla seeing herself for the first time. She gasped and put her hand over her chest and dramatically said, "Oh my..." like a little old southern woman. Anyway- another giant thank you to those that made Ben's day so special. All things considered, it really was great.
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