Broken!

My poor, sweet Charlotte has our family's first broken bone. I was carrying her down the stairs when I slipped and fell and landed on her leg. She has a broken tibia and is pitiful and adorable and it's so sad.

Charlotte's Birthday Weekend

Charlotte's birthday started off by checking out her many presents on the table. She got to open one that morning, a movie. Boys = jealous.

The cupcakes:

 Charlotte at her party, checking out the water balloons:

 Too shy to blow out her own candles!?

 Later that night, without the added pressure of friends, she did blow out her own:

 Mommy and Charby!

 Meanwhile, in boyland....

 Char's pretty ice cream dress!

 Posin':

 Sunday we went to see a play with gaga, here is Char in all her birthday glory - sunglasses, ice cream dress, necklace, bracelet, and fruit snacks.

 Getting ready for the play to start:

 Riding the merry go round:

 Lovely portrait taken by a boy:

 The rest of the pictures I downloaded (300 of them) all look similar to this one. Owen just snap-snap-snapped away the whole way home. I'll spare you.