Amira turned 11 this past week. It's been an adventurous year starting a new school and making new friends. Lately I've even seen some new hairstyles. My favorite ones are where she pulls her hair out of her eyes so we can see her beautiful face. Today she asked me to braid her hair. I'm no "braidin' maiden" like Aunt Lydia. Even with her book on braiding I have some struggles. So I faked it like this.
Amira invited friends old and new out to the skate rink to celebrate. Below she is flanked by old friend, Ruby, to the right of her, and new friend, Emily, on the left. They were gearing up for a game of Red Light/Green Light on wheels.
Here's Amira pulling a red light stop.
I like that the skate rink provides a hostess and pizza and drinks. In lieu of cake Amira opted for donuts. Going round the table left to right are George, Amira, Ruby, Genesis, Marissa, Jude, Emily and Jason. This was sure taking a lot of stress off me.
At 11 she's not too old to wear a crown and play games.
Now, the boys weren't the best at skating but were total troopers. In fact, all the kids were delightful. I'd say the party was a huge success until the last 30 mins. I was helping Genesis with her skate laces when Jude & George asked me to come with them. As I was walking someone came up to me to tell me that Jason was hurt. I followed the person over to a carpeted area of The arcade where he lays sprawled out on the ground.
A very kind woman, a grandmother who was there for another party, stood behind him supporting his lower back with her leg and asked the manager to get some ice. Jason had gone from standing to sprawled on the ground flailing and screaming in no time flat. No one knew for sure quite what had happened.
The poor kid. To make a long story short, paramedics took him out on a backboard with an arm splint. I checked with his mom later. I hear he has a broken arm and a painful back (that will be okay). Poor kid. Tough note to end a party. I felt so bad the rest of the night.
But my kids all found ways to decompress around the living room.
Now one thing that makes everything better is baby chicks. Here's Valerie with a few days old chick on her lap. She and Madelyn had spent all day making a presentation for 4-H down at the community college. I understand they received a blue ribbon.
And Madelyn hypnotized her chick ...
And Amira opted for a kindle ... Less poopy, but not as relaxing in my opinion.
More Valerie chick time ... A little poop doesn't scare her.
And Rex cleans his paintball gun for a little R & R after a tough day sniping.
What a weekend. I can wait for Monday. I'll go pat a bunny.