I took this picture of Molly when she got a birthday card in the mail from Mrs. Jane. I told her I was sending it to Jane and she posed wonderfully. Jane is at her winter home in Florida, but still sends my girls birthday cards. They enjoy it because she always puts the number of dollars equal to their birthday age in the card.
We celebrated a win and Larry treated all the girls to ice cream at Starz. Sophie loves basketball, but loves winning even more.
Molly even brought a friend. Her BFF in her class, Marlee, came along for ice cream. They are so sweet together.
Molly also got to brush a dinosaur's teeth at school. The local kids' dentist in town did a presentation at school. Molly was impressed because she came home talking about it.
Apparently she asked questions, or answered questions. It was good timing too because she has a dentist appointment really soon. She is all geared up to go.
Sadie came in for the evening. She came home to go to Sophie's basketball game. We then ended up at the Scrapper basketball game.
She was silly with everyone and wanted to take pictures with everyone.
Sweet Cameron was in town too and we coincidentally ran into him at the basketball game. Who would have thought?
Then Molly got to go with Sadie and be a college girl for the night. She thought she was big stuff. Sophie was a little sad that she didn't get to go. She reluctantly agreed that it was fair for Molly to get to go because she had already gotten to go spend the night. She also had plans the following day with friends so that made it a little easier.
Larry and I drove up the next day for Sadie's basketball game and watched her cheer.
Molly didn't want to go home with us. She said one college night wasn't enough.
She had a black eye when we got there. Their story was that Molly had hit her eye on the dresser in the middle of the night. That was their story and they stuck to it. I have been telling everyone that she went to spend the night with Sadie at college and all I knew was that it had something to do with them getting drunk at a frat party. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
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