We'll Laugh About This Later... Ok, why wait?
So, in recent weeks, Alicia has complained of stomach pains. And, it didn’t occur to me that we’ve been down that path before until her pediatrician declared constipation as the culprit and prescribed more fiber to regulate her system.

The problem is, too much of a good thing (i.e., the magic Fiber One
bars), is DEFINITELY too much. At some
point, we will hopefully figure out where we cross over from the magic to the tragic well ahead of the actual
crossing. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the
case this time around….
About 50-60 mom hours of preparation went into throwing the most awesome
Luau birthday party on the planet! We
held it at our church yesterday (Sunday) afternoon. For the most part,
everything went according to plan. I had
lists to coordinate my lists on how each little Nutter Butter Flip Flop and
flower lei was going to happen. Origami
flowers were made. The 3-tier cake was
stacked. Fruit was filleted and pierced
with bamboo skewers. Virgin piña coladas were poured. Hula music was downloaded
and playing festively throughout the church-turned-beachfront. Ahhh, this is going well!
<<<<sound of
scratching record being ripped from turntable>>>
Pan to: THE BATHROOM SCENE
We have now come to the moment in our story where we cross from the
magic to the tragic.
That’s right. The “too much of a
good thing” prophecy has now joined the party.
Literally.

Crisis averted. Okay, if not averted,
then at least overcome. Alicia rejoins
the party. Gifts are opened, cake is
consumed. Party guests depart with
armloads of loot, leis, and cocoa butter.
All’s well that ends well!
The moral of the story: Eat more broccoli!
If you’d like to see additional photos from the best luau birthday party
EVER, please follow this link.