This blog was born after the RG's first birthday. So, travel back in time with me to document their first birthday party.
It was a Ladybug Picnic Party at the McGrandparents' house. All the great-grandparents were able to attend, as well as Mammaw, Aunt Gail, cousins Charlie and Clint, and great aunt and uncle, Tracie and Ross with their children.
Our family really got into the theme of the party and gifted the girls with loads of adorable ladybug books, tents and toys. Plus, our friend, Miss Blythe, saved the day, and found these adorable ladybug halter dresses for the RGs to wear.
They looked like little Marilyn Monroes in them! (except for the nose picking).
Em and Roo were all about the birthday song singing, the candles and the cupcakes.
With perfect hindsight, perhaps red and black frosting was not the way to go.
Oh. Yeah.
Instead of party hats, I painted up the little bopper headbands.
The girls were hilarious wearing them.
So, were the great grandparents.
The party was everything J and I hoped for.
Family gathered together to celebrate surviving and thriving during the first 12 months of Em's and Roo's life. The prayers our family prayed, the food they made, the many miles driven, the bedside NICU vigils, the many hours of sleep sacrificed, the bottles held, the songs sung, the unconditonal love and support... They were in it with us. All the way.
It was a perfect celebration of the miracle of Em and Roo.
It was a Ladybug Picnic Party at the McGrandparents' house. All the great-grandparents were able to attend, as well as Mammaw, Aunt Gail, cousins Charlie and Clint, and great aunt and uncle, Tracie and Ross with their children.
Our family really got into the theme of the party and gifted the girls with loads of adorable ladybug books, tents and toys. Plus, our friend, Miss Blythe, saved the day, and found these adorable ladybug halter dresses for the RGs to wear.
They looked like little Marilyn Monroes in them! (except for the nose picking).
Em and Roo were all about the birthday song singing, the candles and the cupcakes. With perfect hindsight, perhaps red and black frosting was not the way to go.
Oh. Yeah.
Instead of party hats, I painted up the little bopper headbands.
The girls were hilarious wearing them.
So, were the great grandparents.
The party was everything J and I hoped for.
Family gathered together to celebrate surviving and thriving during the first 12 months of Em's and Roo's life. The prayers our family prayed, the food they made, the many miles driven, the bedside NICU vigils, the many hours of sleep sacrificed, the bottles held, the songs sung, the unconditonal love and support... They were in it with us. All the way.
It was a perfect celebration of the miracle of Em and Roo.
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It doesn't seem possible that they are turning three already. Love them so much *sniff*
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