Man, I look at Megan and cannot believe she is 8 months old … but I really cannot believe Alyssa (my baby) is 4 years old. 4 years of hugs, kisses, giggles, jokes, books, and playing together. I look at her and almost cannot remember her as a baby and a young toddler. I see pictures and think, “was that her?” The time has gone so fast.

We celebrated her actual birthday on the 4th at home. She picked out a rainbow cake from Kroger and we gave her a new bike. Then we had her party this weekend. It was a carnival theme. Usually I don’t go overboard on the theme thing, but it was fun this time. Ethan even got into it and decorated the driveway with streamers and balloons as you entered the carnival. The kids played games and won prizes. We ended with a pinata that could only be smashed by Braden, Alyssa’s 10 yr old cousin. Who might I add plays baseball. It took him about 4 or 5 hits to smash it up. Once the friends had gone, the cousins each got a balloon to send to Noah. It is beautiful to watch every time. Pics