When Gracie turned eight years in September. I promised her a "girl's night" in the city in November. This was supposed to be in lieu of the slumber party we usually have. Well November rolled around and there were no plans. So I last minute threw it together because I knew that if I put if off any longer, I would be in Gracie's doghouse.
Grandma Charlotte, Dana, Pam, Gracie and I headed out Saturday morning for a evening and night of fun, fun, and more fun.
Gracie chose everything herself. Right down to the meals.
Her first stop: Olive Garden for lunch.
Then Build-a-bear to make her new horse. She called her Ginger.
That is all of us but Dana. She wanted to cram 100 marshmallows into her mouth. Hehe.
Ewwww, I think that was 100.
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I might note that this was a challenge. I'm not naming the culprit though (cause it might be me) wink wink
Then we jumped on the beds.
The next day, we did a little shopping, went the lunch at Panera, then watched "The Christmas Carol"
Ahhh, I'm (yawn) exhasted!!!!!!!
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