Our Christmas Card

I wanted to share our Christmas card and letter with you. We hope that each of you have a Merry Christmas, and we pray that you will know the love of the Savior this season!

2010 has been the hardest, yet greatest year in the life of the Vaughn family.

We started out with a trip to VA to see some old friends in January. During that trip, we started making plans for a mission trip later in the summer.

March was exciting in that Cade, our 7 year old son, made the most important decision a person could make. He invited Jesus to come into his heart!

The week of July 4th, our family traveled to West Virginia to take part in a mission trip with the Volpes. We did VBS for the little church there, and it was LIFE CHANGING! It was there that Cade was baptized. It was so special to have our children take part in a mission trip, and see God work throughout the week.

Cade turned 7 in June and SaraGrace turned 3 in July. SaraGrace went to Disney and had a princess makeover and dinner with Cinderella. It was priceless. We also celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary. What a difference 8 years can make!

Cade started playing tackle football in August, and Rob coached his team. Football season brought a lot of good times for our family. Cade scored his first ever touchdown during the last game. His momma was the proudest girl in the park!

We were surprised in September to find out we were expecting our third child. What a great surprise! Little did we know how much our lives were about to change. Two weeks later, our baby was classified as a threatened miscarriage, but God prevailed and spared our tiny one. At a follow up ultrasound in October, we learned that our baby had some serious problems, and that we needed to see a specialist at Shands. We had to wait the longest two weeks of our lives to find out the final diagnosis of our sweet baby.

On November 15th, we learned that our baby girl, Faith Mackenzie Vaughn, had suffered a severe case of amniotic band syndrome/limb-body-wall complex and that her case was fatal. Our doctor strongly urged us to terminate our precious girl, but our Heavenly Father urged us differently. We decided, against the wishes of the doctors, to continue to carry our child, and that God would have complete control of our daughter’s life. He gave her life, and He will take her to heaven when He is finished telling her story.

To say we were devastated would be an understatement. We left Shands in complete shock and disbelief, but God has given us the strength and the grace to get through each day. We are holding on to the fact that His plan is always perfect. We know that He has a purpose for our baby, no matter how short her life may be.

Christmas has a different meaning for us this year. That baby in the manger isn’t just a baby anymore. He is the Savior! We have a deeper understanding of God’s love than we ever have before. As parents who will face giving up a child, we can’t imagine anyone on this earth who would be worthy of the sacrifice of our daughter. However, God loved EACH of us so much that he CHOSE to send that baby in the manger, His Son, to pay the price for us so we wouldn’t have to. There is no greater love than that!

Our prayer for each of you is that you will accept the gift that Jesus has given. We want our story, our trials, our family to point each of you to Him. Don’t waste another minute wandering this earth without the Hope that comes from Christ.

Merry Christmas!

Our Thanksgiving (A little late!)

I finally got my pictures from Thanksgiving downloaded onto my computer.

We spent our holiday in the hunting woods.  I cooked the entire meal by myself, and it was delicious, if I must say so:)

The highlight of our trip was hunting, of course.  SG got to go hunting for the very first time, because Papa gave in and took her.  Other than her yelling, “Shoot ‘em Papa, Shoot ‘em!” everytime an animal came into sight, she did pretty good.

They did manage to get something.  Here they are with their prize:

She was so proud.  But she wanted to get her brother in on the action.

The next day, she put in for some “huntin” pants, so we rigged up some of Cade’s with a string.  But that wouldn’t do.  Then she needed a jacket, so luckily Cade had his old one there, so she was good to go…..so we thought!  Then she needed some “huntin” boots.  Cade had some there that were his old ones, so she insisted on wearing them, even though they were about 4 sizes too big.  Without further ado, here is our Camo Princess:

The only thing we couldn’t muster up was some “huntin” hair.  I couldn’t get that creative.  The weekend definitely left us with some memories we will never forget!

Here is our family photo.  Maternity Camo wardrobe provided by Rob’s closet:)

   

Always the Momma, Never the Aunt…..

Until yesterday!  I officially became an aunt for the first time yesterday afternoon at 2:36 pm.  Brinley Nicole Othus decided to finally join us at 9 lbs, 1 oz and 20” long.  I have to say it was AWESOME getting to meet her for the first time.  Oh, and Beas did good too!

Here are some pictures:

Those cheeks!  And all of that hair!

  

This was the proudest girl in the room!

 

Cade and SaraGrace are smitten!  They’ve already asked me if we can go back to see her today!

We’re so thankful for a healthy mom and baby! 

Yesterday

Yesterday was a tough day. I have had a really good two weeks, and have been overwhelmed with peace and strength, but yesterday was a breakdown.

We had an ultrasound appointment. I wanted so badly to include our baby on our Christmas cards this year, so they scheduled another ultrasound. Amy, our ultrasound tech, is AMAZING! She has photographed our baby from the very beginning, at just 6 weeks. She has been so kind and loving, and I am just so thankful for her.

Of course, I had my BFF Amy with me, and my mom came this time too. It was the first time she has gotten to see the baby in action.

When Amy got started, I could tell that our sweet baby had grown, which also means that you could see all that is going on. That was harder than I expected. The heart is still beating strongly. We watched the baby put its hand to its face. It really was AMAZING!

I asked Amy to confirm that it really was a Mack. Guess what! It's a GIRL! So Mack is now Faith Mackenzie Vaughn. Rob picked out the name Faith, because that is the only thing that keeps us going.

I cherish each time we get to see our baby, but I won’t lie. It gets harder and harder. As a Momma, it’s hard to see your child have all of these problems that no one can fix. I just want to take her out, hold her, tell her how much I love her, and that it’s all going to be ok. I want to tell her that Jesus is going to take such good care of her.

I find myself in a place between having faith in God that He can heal our baby girl, and also having faith in God that even if it is not His plan that our child be healed, He is the same as He was before this child came to be. I know that He is the Great Physician, and that He could heal her in an instant. But I also know that His plan may be different than my plan for our child. And if it is, it doesn’t mean He loves us or our daughter any less. In fact, He has confidence in us that we can tell His story.

Some days can be so crippling. But I don’t want to be crippled. I have never in my life wanted so badly to tell people about Jesus than I do now. I also want to tell people all about our daughter; how she has changed our lives; how He has changed our lives. I pray everyday that Jesus will use me to bring glory to Him, and that He will give me what I need to point people to Him.

Ecstatic!

I have the cutest pictures to share with you from Thanksgiving, but they will have to wait until I can find that pesky little cord that keeps walking away.

But I did want to share that I felt Baby Mack move for the first time yesterday. I'm so thankful for that blessing! It made my day!!!

I'm going to search my house over this weekend so I can upload pictures of my Kamo Kids. We had a HILARIOUS weekend!

Christmas Card Craziness

***I jumped the gun and didn't read all of the requirements for this post, so I am reposting about the Christmas Card giveaway from Shutterfly.

Christmas cards have always been one of my favorite holiday traditions. I look forward to seeing each of my friend's different personalities in the cards they choose to send. Me, on the other hand, I always have a hard time because I want to be sooooo creative and it never turns out exactly how I envisioned them.

Shutterfly is the only place I do any business with when it comes to photo merchandising. I have ordered several photo books, which are PRICELESS! I think I may order some photo calendars for the grandparents.

I'm thinking I like this Christmas Card for our family.



This year's cards will be extra special because this will be the only Christmas we will have a family of five! I want to make sure that Mack is included, and want everyone to know how BLESSED we are with each of our children.

If we were having a Christmas party, I would be thrilled to order some of these invitations. But I think we'll have a pretty low-key Christmas season, so not too many parties for us!

If you're crazy about 50 free Chrismas Cards, please click here to find out how to get them FREE from Shutterfly.

Thankful

It has been only 4 days since we got the news of our baby. It seems like an eternity! But we are clinging to Jesus and all the things we have to be thankful for.

First and foremost, we are thankful for our relationship with Jesus. It amazes us that just when you think you can’t go another day, He gives us the grace to make it through. I can’t imagine how anyone could make it through such a time as this, without the hope that Jesus gives!

We are thankful for each other. Rob and I have faced many trials in our married life. And as hard as some of those were, we are thankful that God has used them to strengthen our relationship. I can’t imagine going through any of this with anyone else.

We are thankful for our 2 children at home, Cade and SaraGrace. We now look at them so differently, and realize all of the things we have taken for granted in being their parents. Cade is absolutely devastated and has tons of questions, but he kisses his baby all the time and tells him how much he loves him, and that he’ll always be his big brother. Boy what we can learn from our children.

We are thankful for our families. What a blessing to have everyone so near to us. They have been our rock.

We are thankful for friends, near and far. We have been overwhelmed by the love and support from friends, and God has blessed us with so many. Thank you to everyone who calls, writes, or comments, even when you don’t have the words. We don’t have the words either, but you have been such an encouragement to us!

We are thankful for our little boy, Mack Andrew. His life is touching people already, and it’s only just begun. We are thankful for what we are learning through him. He has changed our lives tremendously in his 12 weeks of life. We are thankful for everyday we are blessed with his presence. And most of all, we are thankful that God has chosen US to be his parents!

Our Baby Story

I just wanted to let you know the outcome of our doctors appointment yesterday. It was our first appointment with the perinatologist at Shands. They performed a level 2 ultrasound. The definite diagnosis of our baby BOY is that he has suffered from Amniotic Band Syndrome. This is a condition in which the inner amniotic membrane ruptured at some point, and in an effort to fuse back together, became tangled within the trunk (from the chest to the pelvis) of our baby. Once the bands are fused back together, they constrict and pull, which ultimately has left all of the organs exposed, including the heart and the lungs. This is a very severe case, with no treatment option.

The doctor gave us only one option, which was to terminate. We do not feel that is an option for us. We have decided to carry our little boy until God sees fit to take him home. Obviously we are devastated to say the least. However, we are holding on to the fact that His plan is always perfect. We know that He has a purpose for our baby, no matter how short his life may be. Please just pray for us that we will have the peace that can come only from Him. These next few weeks are going to be tough, but we know the love of our Savior will sustain us.

Big Day Today

Today is a big day for us. We have our first appointment with the perinatologist this afternoon. Of course, it can’t come fast enough, but I am thankful for the peace that I know has come from only God. Please pray for us today as we will begin this journey into the unknown. Please pray specifically that they will be able to give us a definite diagnosis, as the waiting is the hardest part!

I will update tomorrow with the answers we get. Thank you to each of you that has covered us and our baby in your prayers. We have definitely felt them.

Hair Bows for Brinley

Beas went in for an ultrasound last week to measure how big Brinley is.  In the ultrasound, it was very EVIDENT the princess has tons of hair.  You could see it floating.  Beas was a little distraught because she only had one hair bow for her baby.  You know that little girls can't go out in public without a hair bow.
So we fixed her up for her shower this weekend.  I made a hair bow holder (and Kiss shared the cost), and Mom bought the bows.  Here is the finished product:

I thought it turned out cute!  Now we just need that baby to get here so we can dress her up!

A Fun Post For A Change

Here is our weekend in pictures. 

 

First up Saturday morning was Cade’s last football game.  Y’all, my boy made a TOUCHDOWN!  No one got pictures because we were too busy running down the sidelines to take any!!! 

   

Beas and SG.

Cade and Coach!

Then it was “Trick-or-Treat” time.

Cinderella~pre-emergency room.

 

A Sniper~ in his ghillie suit!!!

    

Then, on Sunday, we ate at my parent’s house.  After lunch, we were serenaded by SG as she played and sang “Twinkle Twinkle”.  She did a great job, crack and all!!

Hopefully this weekend will be a little more laid back!  Here’s hoping!

The Story of Our Life

Every day that we are here on earth seems to be a part of a chapter of the stories of our lives. There are some sad chapters, some happy ones, and some that fall in between. We can’t always control how the chapter is written, but we can make a choice in how to tell it. I wanted to share with you the latest chapter in our life.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I knew deep down this one was going to be different. I was scared in a lot of ways because you just don’t know what God’s plans are. The last few weeks have been a roller coaster to say the least. But God has been faithful, and proven His power over and over.

Yesterday, I had my follow-up ultrasound to just give us a peace of mind that everything was how it should be. But we soon found out it was not (at least not how WE thought it should be.) It appears that Baby Vaughn is suffering from gastroschisis. This is a birth defect in which the intestines are growing outside of the body. I was upset to say the least. But my doctor reassured me that if this was indeed what we were dealing with, it was fixable. However, I am now being transferred to the care of a perinatologist. They will do a Level 2 ultrasound in a couple of weeks to give us a definite diagnosis, and to see if there are any other defects present. The baby’s heart rate was also high, so this will be a point of concern as well.

I have to tell you that God gives us the most awesome blessings in the midst of trials. I was set to go by myself yesterday, seeing that we already knew everything was fine. My best friend Amy was supposed to be watching the shuttle at the Kennedy Space Center, but it had been postponed until Wednesday. She texted me out of the blue and asked if she could go with me. See, God had gone before me and worked out the smallest detail so that I didn’t have to hear this news alone.

Obviously this news changes things a bit. It will change everything about my pregnancy-my doctor, my hospital, the care of my baby. But you know, Jesus walked this road before me, so He knows how I feel. My first instinct was to pray selfishly that nothing would be wrong. That this baby would be perfect. But then I realized it is not my baby, not my story. I had made the decision in the beginning to give this baby to Him. This is His story to write and to tell. Rob and I have chosen to be grateful that God has chosen us to tell His story and to share all that He has done and is going to do. Will it be an easy road? Absolutely not! No parent wants to hear that their child is not “normal.” But we are not on this journey alone. Just as God was with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego in the fiery furnace, and just as He was with Daniel in the lion’s den, He is with us as we navigate the road ahead.

Please pray for us that we will be obedient to what God would have us do with the story of our life.

Trick or Trip to the ER?

   Saturday night, Rob and I took the kids trick or treating.  Cade was dressed in his ghillie suit as a sniper, and SaraGrace was Cinderella.   (Please excuse these terribly pictures.  They were taken with my phone in the car.  My sister has the good ones on her camera, so maybe by next Halloween I will get those.)

They had a blast walking from door to door.  It was really cute to hear SG say "Tronk n treatin".  Once we got back to Nanny's, they had to sample some of their candy.  We hadn't had dinner yet, so we decided to go to Moes. 

This is when the fun began!  Cinderella was a little high on sugar, and was definitely hyper.  Once dinner was done, we were walking out in the parking lot.  I was holding her hand and she jumped and let go.  She landed on her noggin and it knocked the breath out of her.  She was alert and trying to cry, but made no noise.  I scooped her up and tried to comfort her.  She was still crying silently.  She finally took a breath and cried out loud.  And then......she went completely limp and passed out.  Lord have mercy, I don't think I have ever been that scared as a momma.  She finally came to, and started crying again, but was going in and out.  So they called 911 and we had us a scene.  It's a big deal in our small town when the lights and sirens come.  Poor baby was so scared.  They evaluated her and decided she should go to the ER and be checked out.

They loaded us up in the "ambliance" and took us.  I have to say, for a trip to the ER, this was a blessing.  It was nice, the people were great, and we were in and out in a little over an hour.  We even got to be in the princess room, where Cinderella, Belle and Aurora were all over the walls, as well as castles and tiaras.

They did do a CT scan which showed only a bruise, but no swelling or bleeding, so they discharged us.  This is definitely a Halloween we won't soon forget!

Miracles

Yesterday, my BFF Amy went with me to my follow-up appointment from my ultrasound last week. It had been a tough week, but one that grew me in my faith in God. A week that had taught me that there are some things in life I can’t control. One that taught me that no matter what, His plan is perfect!

I had finally come to a point where God granted me a total peace about this pregnancy. Not necessarily a peace that it will be perfect, or without heartache, but a peace that His plan is ALWAYS perfect!

I have to tell you that Amy is the one friend who we have been through EVERYTHING together! Joys, heartaches, losses, you name it, we’ve done it. I was so glad that she offered to go with me. I was a bit nervous when we walked in, because I was just ready to know what was going on.

When Amy (the ultrasound lady) did her thing, she found a PERFECT healthy baby with a strong heartbeat of 182 (a girl, possibly?) There was no clot to be found ANYWHERE! The baby measured 7 weeks 6 days, and looked exactly like it was supposed to. Now, I should be further along than that, but because my cycles are so irregular, this is PERFECTLY normal. I have to tell you that we witnessed one of God’s most precious MIRACLES yesterday. This was the power of prayer!

I am so thankful that God showed up in a mighty way, and I give Him all of the glory!

Thank you for your words of encouragement and your prayers. We definitely felt them this week!

Threatened

The word “threatened” is mostly associated with the feeling of fear. If someone threatens you, it is typically out of anger. If you feel threatened by someone or something, it brings anxiety. I cannot think of any positive way in which the word “threatened could be used.

This was a term I heard on Monday. I have heard the word used many times in my 31 years, but never before has it bothered me in the way it did Monday.

I went in for a second ultrasound due to some complications I have been having. It took the tech a while to find the baby, but she finally did. While it did have a heartbeat, it hasn’t grown like it should in the past two weeks. She also found a blood clot in my uterus. All of these findings came to one diagnosis…”threatened miscarriage.”

I was heartbroken. Those are not the words you ever want to hear. A mother never wants to hear that her child is “threatened” in any way; whether they are here on earth, or waiting in the womb. Once I made it to the car, I called Rob and fell apart. My worldly, human self was taking over. I was hopeless. I knew it was over. I cried all day.

Once I took the time to really pray about it, I simply asked God to help me accept what His will would be. I was overcome by a peace as He reminded me that He is never threatened. His plan is greater than any we could ever dream of. In His eyes, even this baby isn’t threatened. He knows the plans for this child, not me. Not a doctor. Not a friend. The only way His plans become threatened, is if we choose not to trust in Him and give Him full control. His plan may be that this baby doesn’t make it, but it won’t be a mistake. His plan may be that this baby does make it, and will be a testimony of His power. Only He knows that.

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

His plan is not to harm me, but to grow me and give me hope. I have to be okay with whatever that looks like.

As I pray daily for this child, I now pray that God will give me the strength to live out my faith in a difficult time. Not just to say that I trust Him, but to show others I trust Him. I would be lying if I said it didn’t hurt, or that it was easy. But I know that my relationship with Jesus is stronger than any doubt Satan can tempt me with.

My prayer is that I live my life to reflect the love of my Savior. To show that He has control of my life. To share with others all He has done in my life. For Him to say to me “Well done, good and faithful servant.” Matthew 25:23.

4 to 5

Rob and I have long debated the size of our family. He originally wanted 4 to 5 kids, that was until SaraGrace became so very independent, which changed his mind to two. For the longest time, I was ok with that. But then I got the baby fever, and could just see me with at least one more baby. But obviously, we do not really NEED any more children. Our two are a handful, and let’s be honest, it takes a village!!!

It also takes a money tree, and ours has withered and died. My hours have been cut, SG started school (an added monthly expense), we now drive separate because of my hours and afterschool (so more gas). Nothing has really pointed in the direction that we are ready for another child in the next 4 to 5 years. Nothing, except for God’s plan!

We are excited to announce that the Vaughn family will grow from 4 to 5 in May, 2011! Although we were surprised ( a great surprise!), He is not. He knew this child before it was formed in the womb. (Jeremiah 1:5)

I will have to be honest. I have been extremely worried. I suffered an ectopic pregnancy before SaraGrace, and for some reason could not shake the fact that something is going to happen this time. I have cried, lost sleep, and prayed and prayed and prayed, like 4 to 5 times an hour. Finally, I stopped worrying long enough to listen to what God had to say.

“SaraBeth, if you’re not trusting me, you’re trusting someone or something. Are you really going to trust Satan over me?”

That hit me like a ton of bricks. Now we don’t know what His plan is for this baby, but He does. He knows how this story ends. There is a song that plays on the JOYFM at least 4 to 5 times a day. I heard it for the first time as I left the lab from getting my preliminary blood work done.

NO MATTER WHAT

“I’m running back to your promises one more time, Lord that’s all I can hold on to,
I gotta say this has taken me by surprise, but nothing surprises you…
No matter what, I’m gonna love You,
no matter what I’m gonna need You,
I know that You can find a way to keep me from the pain but if not,
if not, I’ll trust you, no matter what, no matter what. “

I decided then that this would be my song to get me through those days when Satan is trying to fill my heart with lies. I know that God is in control, and I trust Him completely with this child, as I have done with the others.

We were able to get an ultrasound Thursday, and I am happy to report that everything looked great, including a tiny heartbeat! God is so good!

Praying

I have never met Carrie in person, but I check her blog daily. We have commented on each other's blogs at times, and I feel like we would be pretty good friends in real life. I am asking you to visit her blog today, and pray for her and her family. They just found out yesterday, at their 20 week ultrasound, that their baby boy no longer had a heartbeat. Please lift them up in prayer, as they walk through this valley of darkness!

Reunited and It Feels So Good

Rob and I had a rare opportunity a few weekends ago, to get away just the two of us and do something fun!  One of my friends from high school had gotten married in Hawaii a few weeks before and had a reception at Walker’s Landing in Amelia Island. 

I was so excited because we got to dress up, have fun, and see some long lost friends.

But I think I was more excited that I could still wear the bridesmaids dress from Melinda’s wedding:)

It was fun meeting up with my girlfriends from school, too.

Spending time with my love and my friends always feels so good!

We’re # 1, Not # 2…

It’s football time again!  Cade has started his second year in tackle football and it is in full swing.  We had our first game (the jamboree) Saturday, and we pulled off a victory.

Cade was # 80 last year, but they didn’t print that number this year.  80 was special because it was Rob’s number in high school.  But, he chose # 1.

Now, look at Cade the first time he wore the #1:

 

He was all of 4 years old!  Boy has time flown. 

Of course, Daddy is one of the coaches.

Here are a few more pictures from the game this weekend. Thank you Kimberly for taking the pictures.  I love them my friend!!! Aren’t they just the cutest in all of their football get-up?  It’s going to be a fun year!  So many memories to be made.

A New Era

Well, folks…last week marked the end of one era and the beginning of another in the Vaughn household.  BOTH kids started school last Monday.  Cade is now in second grade, and SaraGrace has just begun preschool.

It has been sad around the office, because it’s JUST TOO QUIET!  We’re actually having to work, and that is no fun:(  I have some pictures from their first day, but I have to tell ya, Gamma took the pictures.  Remember this post?  The pictures are fuzzy, so I think it is time for Gamma to retire from photography:)

Now, Cade is always dressed up for school because he has uniforms.  But SG?  I had to dress her up for at least the first day.  But fear not~she has since looked like her typical office-rat self, having a grand ole time at school.  Cade has made a wonderful adjustment, but SG cries every morning because she doesn’t want to take a nap.  Oh, the hardships in the life of a three-year-old!

Bibbidi~Bobbidy~Birthday

I finally have time to post about our trip to Disney for the Princess to celebrate her birthday.  I have to warn you….PICTURE OVERLOAD! 

I would like to start by saying that as an offspring of Dexter, I have never sprung for expensive accomodations any time we have vacationed.  We visit Disney often, and have never stayed outside of the All Star Movies Resort.  Since it was just us girls, and there were 6 of us staying in ONE room, we decided to stay a little fancier.  We stayed at the Port Orleans Resort.  While it was nice, I will have to say that it was probably the only time this Momma will ever stay outside of the Value Resorts.  I just found that it wasn’t as kid friendly, so I was a little disappointed.  So, I paid, I stayed, but will never stray from the cheap sheets.LOL.

Anyway, we started the night at Rainforest Cafe. 

The girls splurged and even ordered a VOLCANO!  SG is now deathly afraid of the “Carillas” and it has been hilarious listening to her tell about those god-awful creatures:)

Christen and Hailey:

SG couldn’t wait to see Cinderella. That was the one thing she looked forward to the most.  We saw this Cinderella outside of the shops in Downtown Disney, and SG had to have her picture made.  Doesn’t she look like such a princess straddling Cinderella’s arm?

The next morning, we ate breakfast at the food court in the hotel, and then stayed by the pool until lunch.  I will have to say, this was the most RELAXING trip I’ve ever taken to Disney.  We actually got to see the pool!  Then we got ready because we had an appointment with the Fairy Godmother for a makeover.

That place is UNREAL!  So magical.  Almost made me want some glittery makeup and a tiara myself:)  So, SG got in her chair, ready to become a princess.

 

They did hair…

They did nails….

  And they did makeup.  This is my favorite picture from the boutique.  She sure knows how to pucker them lips for some lipstick!

 

Then it was time for some glitter.  Oh the glitter!!!!!

When all was said and done, she looked like a beautiful Princess!!!

 

But on the way out, we had to stop and take another picture with the fake Cinderella.  She looks a little more princessy than the last time.

 

Then it was the moment we had all been waiting for……CINDERELLA!  We had dinner with Cinderella, Prince Charming, the bad mommy and bad “Stisters”.  She could hardly contain herself while we were driving to the Grand Floridian.

 

The funniest part of the day was when SG was telling the “Bad Mommy” how mean she was to Cinderella.  That she ripped her dress, and “wocked” her out.  SG even went as far as to tell her “I not like you.  You’re a mean mommy!”  Needless to say, poor Lady Trumaine couldn’t keep a straight face.

  

Ahh….Prince Charming.  He was a little more princess than prince, I think.

The bad “stisters.”

 

Then….Cinderella asked SG to dance with her.  Y’all, this was priceless!  Her face was worth a million bucks! 

Of course, we got a birthday cupcake.

Here’s the girls!

 

On our way home, Princess was all princessed out.  She wanted to take that nap she never got, so we took her hair down.

This was definitely one of those trips you will never forget.  As girls, sisters, mothers, daughters, it was UNFORGETTABLE!