Highs and lows

Ever feel like life has lots or irony? I sure do after the past week. For those of you that don't know, my grandma passed away last weekend. It was sudden and has been a very tough week for us all. What makes this ironic is that she passed away on Shelby's birthday, a great and happy time for us. I felt torn all of last Sunday between the joy and happiness that my little girl was turning 3 and sadness about my grandma. I told Nate that I felt I had taken for granted before that I am 31 years old and still had all of my grandparents. It hadn't even occurred to me that I might lose one anytime soon, after all, they were all fairly healthy. Then, BAM! Out of nowhere... So, that's our life in a nutshell lately, and believe me I don't want to experience anything like it again.

I don't want to bum all of you out totally, so I have included some pictures from Shelby's birthday party last weekend which we had in spite all that was going on. She didn't know the difference (ah, the innocence of childhood) and has a great time.

Shelby blowing out her candles and enjoying our singing "Happy Birthday" to her.

Sarah really wanting to help out with the present opening. Shelby did let her help, good big sis that she is.

Shelby opening a monsterous set of Play-doh from Uncle Ryan and soon-to-be Aunt Susan. Both girls are really enjoying that gift!

On a side note, I have to share a funny exchange Nate and I had the other night. He has been falling asleep lately by 7:30 or 8 at least a few nights a week (light weight), and says to me the other night "So when did having kids make you such a night owl?"

My response, "Since when is being awake at 8:08 considered being a night owl?"

He said "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Then he feel asleep.