Sunday, April 23, 2006

Birthdays

Friday was Billy's birthday. He turned 4 years old. He's getting to be an old man now. His birthday party is at 5:00 today. So we'll be partying with him and Shelly in a little while. Yesterday was Rebecca's birthday. She turned 9 years old. Man! Doesn't seem like it's been that long since she was born and weighed in at a big 4 lbs 6 oz. She had to stay in the hospital for 2 weeks. I used to go to the nursery and feed her on my breaks at work. Rebecca is with her dad this weekend and will be home at 7:00 tonight. She asked for a skateboard for her birthday. So guess what she'll have here waiting on her when she gets home? That's right! A skateboard. But you won't see me out riding one with her. I'll ride a bike or something like that. But I'm not into broken bones.
Here are my birthday babies:
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Rebecca's having a sleepover next Saturday at my house instead of a party. We'll see how that goes. I'll make pictures of the girls and post them if I'm still living.

4 comments:

Sandy said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BILLY AND REBECCA!!!

Wow can't believe how fast time has flown by and those kids getting bigger!!!

I know she'll be thrilled to see the skateboard!!

Hope you had fun at Billy's Party

*~ Li ~*~ La ~*~ Lo ~* said...

Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to Dear Billy and Rebecca!
Happy Birthday to you!

I know you all will have such a wonderful time with the birthday party today and the sleepover next week!

Good luck to you Vicki! :)

Anonymous said...

Hm whatever happened to the frog?

Vicki said...

LOL! The frog ran away because I kept taking pictures of it and blinding it with the flash.

Rebecca loved the skateboard, but her mom ran over it with the car (probably on purpose). And the sleepover's off. Not my decision.

About Me

I am now an RN. I love taking pictures, especially of my grandchildren. I love taking care of people and wish there was more time to do it. Management puts so much paperwork and picky stuff on us we really don't have time to do the job we are destined to do.