Happy Birthday Paige

 

Today was Paige's 15th birthday. The poor girl had to spend it in the hospital (See post below for why in the world she would have to do that.) The boy and I took her Panera for lunch. Barbecue chicken salad, Mac n' Cheese, and grape juice. She was laughing by the end of it, always a good sign. Then we dropped her back off at the hospital and zipped on over to Forever 21, because it's fun to make him go into girly stores because I needed to get a necklace to match the shirt I got her for her birthday present. We found the perfect one, and then proceeded to get hopelessly lost in the rain and bustle of mall traffic and took 30 minutes, instead of two and a half, to get to Lowe's. Why are we now at Lowe's? We actually had no idea why. But my mother did, who was at home, so she talked to the workers via my cell phone. 30 minutes and a lot of running around that giant store later, we checked out with six light bulbs. Meanwhile, my mom, Lilly, the Murray family, and Krissa are busy at work completely re-decorating Paige's room! Turns out the light bulbs were for the chandelier (yes you read that right, chandelier. My mom is awesome.) They transformed the room into a very pink masterpiece, with places for necklaces, curling irons, earrings, blow dryers, even a section of the wall dedicated to Blake Shelton! Paige loves it, and we ended the night with frozen pie which is always a plus.
Paige, you are the strongest girl I know. You are amazing and beautiful, all of the time. And even though I might not show it often enough, I am so incredibly grateful that I got you as a sister. I really am the luckiest duck.

Quote Of The Day

 

“Sister. She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child.”
― Barbara Alpert