Not sure how this
happend, but I have a 7 year old! Without front teeth.

Hannah turned 7 this past week much to her enjoyment. She said that it was the greatest birthday ever and the day just kept getting better and better. I mentioned to Peder that instead of birthdays getting better as we get older, they seem to be less and less exciting until you get
really old
(ya know like 60...cough cough...mom) and then they are only amazing because you are so very old and no one can believe you are still alive. Actually, the "still alive" part comes a few years later, but you get the point.
Anyway, we went kinda low key this year with a trip to
Chuckie E. Cheese's with 2 girlfriends from school. They had a blast. Actually, we may have been
cheapsters by having a "
picnic" in the back of the van with a 5 dollar pizza and
root beer, instead of ordering one inside. Isn't it amazing what you can get away with when they are little? I told Peder if she were 12, she would have looked at us like we were crazy and rolled her eyes and walked away when we said (excitedly) "we're going to have a pizza picnic in the car!". At 7 years old she thought it was the greatest ever and said she had always wanted to have a picnic in the car. Aaahhh, if only life were always so easy to deal with.

I wish I had an amazing cake to show you for her birthday, but thankfully she just wanted a heart cake and this is what you get after 2 1/2 weeks of the "the cough of death". We were laughing because the candles started melting the chocolate hearts on top as we sang Happy Birthday. We sped up our song and giggled through it.

Love you Hannah banana! Only one more year till I feel really really old with an 8 year old gettting baptized! ugh.