Flowers In The (playhouse) Attic?

A few weeks ago my brother Michael and my niece and nephew came to stay with us during American spring break. I said it then and I’ll say it again, “BEST…VACATION…EVER” said oh so sarcastically. I am so sorry little bro. I truly wanted to show you a good time. Instead I ended up showing you the hectic hell that life in this house can sometimes be.

Avery’s seizures started up again a few days after Mike and the kids got here and she had at least one every day while they were here. I was a bit of a wreck and took helicopter parenting to a new high. Also during their stay my dad was “packaged out” of his job (which turned out the be a GREAT thing. Early retirement couldn’t have happened to a more deserving guy. Love you dad), Mike got sick, my nephew sprained his ankle and I basically had a nervous breakdown. Goooooood times all around.

So, they left for home a few days early. I can’t imagine why. I think I heard their tires screeching as they pulled out of the driveway.

Anyway, thanks for holding my hand and just being there. You are so compassionate and sweet. You really are the sister I never had. 😉

And…how proud am I of you and your amazing talent? The amount of creative detail you put into each and every playhouse is astounding. Any family lucky enough to get one of your creations will be thrilled.

And you were awesome in this news story about your Griffins replica playhouse. You’re a natural in front of the camera! Maybe you and I should team up to take the Vlog and local cable worlds by storm! Bah ha ha. You make this Party Mummy proud. I love you…but like I said, not in a creepy, attic sort of way. We don’t even have an attic anyway.

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