All For Naught.

All of that vacuuming and scrubbing of the house in preparation for a baby party ended up being exactly good for nothing, when after having a huge glass of milk this morning in lieu of her usual yogurt, Ellie puked her breakfast up at 9am, into my fast moving hands. Gross, gross, gross. Even though I thought it was probably just a moment of stomach weakness on her part (I mean, com'n, milk is disgusting) I had to email everyone and suggest canceling, because with cold and flu season and all of the pregnant ladies and newborns in our group, I didn't want to risk anyone getting sick. 

Kelly ended up inviting everyone to her house, which was great of her. And Ellie ate a good breakfast and lunch, played blocks and tea party and picnic and went down for a nap and woke up perfectly fine, so we decided we'd join the party too, lasagna and lemon muffins in tow (because hey, the worst part of a party being canceled is having a fridge full of food that you know you're going to have to toss because you won't eat it before it goes bad.) 

It is SO FUN to see the kids all together, even though now at 2 there is a lot more breaking up of fights and discussions about sharing. It's wonderful to hear their little muppet voices and watching them interact. Tonight there was a lot of squishing and mashing of play doh (Ellie told everyone several times about how she was slicing noodles) and running about with cars and trucks and trains. Two of the kids are now big siblings, and two more will be big sisters before the summer's out. It's funny to think that what seems like only a few months ago we'd put all of them on the floor and let them do tummy time together.

The two Elizabeths are not enjoying group photo time. I don't know why Ellie gets so upset about the photos lately!

This is not my favorite picture of myself ever, but how cute is that little muffin?