A Day of It

Emori's birthday was last week!  And yes, I'm only now getting around to documenting it. 

But first, I'd like to insert a quick word....
...warning: I may wax sentimental:

I couldn't wish for a better eldest sister than Emori.  From the time I was born, she's always looked out for me.  When I was little, she made sure I stayed safe (except that one little mishap that involved a swing being used as a volleyball... but that's another story); when I was in school, she helped me understand math (no small achievement, let me assure you); and now that we're both graduated and facing Adulthood, I often depend on her wise advice to help me through my frequent muddles.  

Everybody that knows Emori would say that she's quiet.  She's that way at home, too.  But behind her quiet rests a firm will, and good sense that has been my anchor so many times.  

I've watched my sister grow to be a considerate and wise person, and I constantly see the working of Christ in her life.   

I hope I can be as much of a help to her as she is to me.

Okay, I'm done. 

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Here is a disorganized pictorial tour of the day:

Emori, helping Katie make lunch.

Katie, helping Emori make lunch.

Callie, helping Katie and Emori eat lunch.

"It's called: leftover chicken, pepperoni, and cheese mush a la Katie!"

It tasted a lot better than it looked.  Trust me.

Even as these comfortable preparations were under way, a not-so-comfortable situation confronted us - namely, pump trouble.  Daddy selflessly spent the morning repairing the well.

"Need help?"

Before lunch break, Emori squeezed in some cello practice.  Sound'n really good there, by the way!

Above, you see the "Mush a la Katie" miraculously transformed into scrumptious burrito filling.  

Chocolate Poundcake.  I need say no more.

       Maura: "Whoa, these gifts are heavy!"

Mama: "Let's just dance!"

                        Callie: "Uhh...what are we doing again?"

                                             

Nice bracelet, Emori.  Your sisters have good taste.

                                 
 
                                   

Yeah, she had that embarrassed smile on the whole time.  I think Emori felt guilty getting all those gifts.  She sat in the back seat, as penance, on the ride to the theater.

The only decent picture I managed to squeeze in of the sisters au cinéma.

Mama and us girls had a blast watching "The Avengers."

Ummm....here are some semi random pics of us in the car.

We stopped by Sonic after the movie, taking advantage of the "half-price shakes after 8 p.m."

Maura, displaying her new graduation ring (gift from our darling Mamaw).

While waiting for our orders, Katie gave us her best "Frodo and the Ring" impersonation (can you see the crimson glow of Mt. Doom in the background?).

                                      

All this time, the dishes had been appropriately left in a state of neglect.  I'm afraid we had our work cut out for us when we got back home... but it was worth it.