Damian's Birthday

Last night we celebrated Damian's 36th birthday. I made tostadas and homemade salsa, then we had ice cream cake from DQ for desert. It was so crazy frying shells for 12 people that I didn't get many pictures, especially during dinner, but I did get a few of the entertainment after.

Montana wanted to play a song for her daddy, since it was his birthday...so she played 3. It amazes me how quickly they pick it up and she did a beautiful job. She also demonstrated the new Miley Cyrus 'Hoe Down, Throw down' dance for everyone (At least I THINK that's what it's called). She's turning into quite the performer!

Michaela plays the saxophone and dances, too, but for some reason she was in a bashful mood last night. We tried everything to get her to show us her stuff, but it wasn't happenin'!

Our dinner party included my parents, Damian's parents, and our good friends/neighbors/babysitters Jake and Kelly. They aren't married yet and Damian swears that babysitting for us may keep them from ever tying the knot. I guess time will tell. The kids absolutely LOVE them and I think they would let us go to the moon, if it meant that they could stay with Kelly and Jake! Brooklyn has decided that Jake is her boyfriend (one of 2, I might add), but Kelly doesn't seem to mind. How can a little girl not love a 22 year old guy who will play dollhouse with her in the middle of a party?!?!

All-in-all it was a lovely evening...until bedtime, that is. It all started with Montana not being able to sleep and the next thing you know she was throwing an all-out tantrum. I had to move Michaela upstairs, so she could get some sleep and I was up later than I wanted to be waiting for Montana to calm down and fall asleep. I won't go into detail for her sake, but pray for wisdom for Damian and I because this is the fourth time we've been through this in the past week. Due to her lack of cooperation, we are making her stay home from the school carnival tonight and she informed us (in the midst of another display of emotion this am) that we have ruined her fifth grade and that we never listen. I know that hormones are beginning to kick in and accounts for some of her attitude, so I'm trying to be as sensitive as possible. However, I am trying to convince her that it is NOT okay to disrupt the entire household. Where did my sweet girl go?? I know she is in there somewhere...

Have a wonderful, rainy weekend everyone!