Bubba Turns Seven

So I'm way behind on blogging anything.  This summer schedule is killing me.  Sab and his partner in crime Mia are staying up until 9:30 or 10:00 every night and not sleeping in!  We have added another hour and a half to slow motion craziness and I'm dragging.  Enough about me - Sab is now 7!  I heard someone ask him the other day how old he was and he very maturely said, "I turned 7 this year."  Gone are the days when you hold up your fingers to indicate your age?

Ok, so my family was unbelievable enough to visit us on the weekend of Sab's birthday.  They all packed in the car - many hips were cracking, my motion sickness sister looked like she wanted to run 10 miles, but they made it!  Of course as my luck would have it, I was sicker than a dog.  I cleaned the house and was all set except for a couple of things the Wednesday before.  I took Sab to his swim lesson and could feel the pulse in my head.  The reflection off the pool was peeking in my glasses.  Yep, I always like to vomit when that happens.  I assure Curt all is well and will be fine if I lay down when Mia naps.  He and Sab ride off into the sunset (aka as Toy R Us).  Doom sets in.  The chills and fever set in, I could barely swallow.  I'm literally propped up while watching that whiny Calliou with Mia  . .  quick text to Curt - I'm losing my noodle and possibly everything I've had to eat - PLEASE COME HOME.  I hear all sorts of chaos later.  Baths running, Curt muttering how does your mother do this?  The dog is barking and he is running around with diapers and pj's while watering the garden, which I like to call my crops.  It was a rough night, but Sab's seventh was not going to wait.

Sab had a great time.  And we surprised him with a trampoline (although I have my suspicions if he was really surprised.)  My dad God bless him helped Curt and my sister set it up.  In two hours time, it was ready.  Many hours later, Curt child proofed and hung various safety signs.  No wonder this man never sleeps at night.

Here are some of my favorites from that weekend:

The process.  My sister always has that smile on her face.  During construction, the birth of my children . .

I blindfolded him so he wouldn't see while he walked outside.  Still think the little stinker knew.

The surprise!  My dad checking things out.

Sab picked vanilla cupcakes with vanilla icing.  No chocolate for this boy.  Look how old he is?!?

Someone was able to sneak a chocolate.  She still believes it is her birthday at this point.  Reminder - it was in April!

Happy Birthday Buddy! I love you!  You have made the last 7 years an unexpected ride I could never have imagined.